It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 29

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 029

“Now then, where shall we.”

Ailesia chose a suitable spot and waved her hand. The ground automatically leveled itself evenly, and firewood that appeared from somewhere stacked up neatly.

She set up supports beside it, hung a large pot, then snapped her fingers to light the firewood. It all happened in the span of a few blinks.

“…Is all of this magic too?”

“First time seeing something like this?”

“Subspace Artifacts are among the highest-grade Magic Tools. People don’t just carry around such items either.”

“Well, that’s true enough.”

She didn’t actually have any artifacts, but since he was misunderstanding on his own, she played along appropriately.

‘I’ll tell him someday, but not yet. There are too many listening ears here.’

Surely there couldn’t be a traitor within the Tigel Knight Order, but one never knew. They hadn’t even uncovered who was behind the attack on the Grand Ducal House, so being careful wouldn’t hurt.

“Good. Tonight’s dinner is shabu-shabu.”

There was a whole storehouse full of dried mushrooms picked from the Forest. They were already prepared, so she just needed to tear them up and toss them in.

She would add thinly sliced meat from what they ate during the day, along with washed and frozen vegetables and some herbs to eliminate any odors. For the broth flavor, she decided to generously add the specially crafted tsuyu she had painstakingly made.

‘Wow, I really suffered making this stuff.’

Ailesia’s eyes grew distant as she poured the tsuyu from the bottle in streams.

Training only magic in the Forest was too boring, so she had mastered various dishes based on her past life’s memories. When she found a sauce similar to soy sauce somewhere in the Northern Continent, she had involuntarily let out a cheer.

“What kind of dish is this?”

“Something like a traditional dish from my hometown? You just throw in a bunch of ingredients and seasoning and boil it well. Simple, right?”

“That’s usually what people who cook well say.”

Termion seemed fascinated by the food he was seeing for the first time, watching from the side the entire time.

Well, when would he have seen ingredients pouring down from midair like this.

“Teacher! What are we having for dinner?”

“Shabu-shabu. It’s packed with mushrooms and meat.”

“Wow! That sounds delicious!”

Elenora, riding on Whitey’s back, shouted with an excited face. She had already experienced eating it before in the Forest.

“…Blanky. Could you get Elly down?”

“Woof.”

Elenora was covered in fur as usual. Dangling from Blanky’s mouth, Elenora came down to the ground and naturally spread her arms wide.

Termion clicked his tongue briefly and pulled out a handkerchief from his chest.

“You’re doing this on purpose to give Uncle a hard time, aren’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You always get messy after playing with Whitey. At least it’s fortunate the fur is long.”

“Hehe, you caught me.”

“What?”

“Elly likes it when Uncle makes her pretty though?”

“Really, this little troublemaker.”

His expression darkened for a moment, but Termion knelt on one knee. He gently brushed off Elenora’s hair and carefully removed the fur stuck to her clothes.

“Still, you can’t torment Whitey too much. What if you keep doing that and all that pretty fur falls out?”

“That’s fur that falls out automatically during shedding. Elly couldn’t pull out even one strand with her strength.”

“…Yes. I learned something new.”

Really no help at all. Termion glanced over slyly, but Ailesia was stirring the pot with a ladle as if wondering what the problem was.

“I want to watch them set up the tent!”

“Shall we?”

Elenora clung to Termion’s neck. He skillfully supported Elenora’s legs and bottom and stood up from his spot.

“Well then, Ailesia, I’ll leave it to you.”

“You’ll be asking me to do it again later, won’t you?”

True to her boastful words, the dinner received tremendous praise. With the light and hot broth perfect for the cold weather, plus plenty of fresh meat and mushrooms, the knights’ eyes couldn’t help but light up.

“No way, Teacher Milenov. Did you learn cooking somewhere? I’ve never had stew like this even at the manor.”

“It’s not greasy at all, so I could eat several bowls. There’s so much meat in it but not a hint of gamey smell.”

“What are you doing critiquing with your cheap tongue? Just say thank you and eat.”

“Hey you, stop picking out only the meat! You have no decency.”

It wasn’t just empty flattery – the knights moved their spoons without rest. Termion, sitting next to Elenora, was the same.

Ailesia, who had been quietly watching that scene, asked Termion.

“Does it suit your taste?”

“It’s edible.”

At Termion’s bland assessment, Elenora pouted her lips.

“Wow, Uncle really doesn’t say nice things. You’re already eating your third bowl.”

“Oh my, really? Uncle must have a bad personality. Right?”

“That’s right, mean Uncle. But he’s handsome, isn’t he?”

“That’s true.”

“…Could you please not use my face as a side dish.”

The bowl had already been emptied. Despite his words, Termion deliberately avoided the two women’s gazes as he reached for the ladle.

Gentle conversation sounds echoed here and there throughout the campsite where darkness had completely fallen.

There were eight tents for the knights in total. With Kubera’s tent positioned at 12 o’clock as the reference point, six tents surrounded the perimeter, while two tents and the carriage were arranged in a triangle in the center.

“Our kids sleep well outside anyway.”

“Just blocking the wind and night dew would make it much more comfortable. They worked hard all day, so this much is nothing.”

One large tent belonged to Whitey and Blanky. Termion explained that the knights slept with their horses in the tents anyway.

“What time is it now?”

“It’s almost 8 o’clock.”

Termion answered after pulling out his pocket watch to check the time. After surveying the campsite once, Ailesia pulled her staff from subspace.

“Just in case, I’ll set up a simple barrier before we go.”

“A barrier?”

“Could you call Lord Dayford? I should explain beforehand.”

“Right. Lord Dayford!”

When Termion called out loudly, Kubera emerged from the tent at 12 o’clock. He held a rolled-up map in one hand.

“Did you call for me, Your Highness?”

“Ailesia says she has something to tell you.”

“Teacher does? What is it?”

“I’m going to set up a barrier around the campsite. It’s nothing major, just a simple night watch barrier?”

“Night watch…?”

Kubera tilted his head. Usually barriers required considering the positions of terrain features and installing Magic Tools, making them quite labor-intensive.

“It would be faster to show you, wouldn’t it?”

Ailesia spun her staff around once with her hand and struck the ground with its tip. A gentle golden light spread out like waves from beneath her feet, enveloping the entire campsite.

“If any outsiders approach within a 10-meter radius of the outer tents, you’ll hear a bell sound. Beasts and monsters will avoid the area on their own.”

“Huh.”

“Well then, I’ll go to sleep now. Elly, come to Teacher.”

“Yes!”

Scooping up Elenora who came running over, Ailesia opened the carriage door.

“I’ll be back around sunrise. Everyone have a good night. Whitey, Blanky! You have to guard the carriage well!”

“Woof!”

With those words, Ailesia entered the carriage. Soon a faint light leaked through the glass window.

“What?”

Kubera, startled, checked inside the carriage, but Ailesia and Elenora had completely disappeared without a trace.

“Y-Your Highness! What is this?”

“They went to sleep.”

“Weren’t both of them supposed to sleep in the carriage? Where on earth did they go?”

Termion crossed his arms and gazed at the distant southern sky.

“To Elly’s room.”

Lady Herman sat upright on the sofa in Elenora’s empty room.

During the day, she had already instructed the maids to clean and air out the room, and had informed them that she would personally inspect the room at night.

It might have seemed excessive, but this was none other than the Grand Duchess’s room. No one would find it strange that Lady Herman wanted to personally attend to it.

‘Why did Teacher specifically point out the Grand Duchess’s room? And at night, no less.’

Having worked for the Retis family for a long time and encountered many people, there was no one whose inner thoughts were as difficult to fathom as Ailesia. They say all mages are eccentric, but Ailesia didn’t particularly show such traits.

‘If I had asked the Grand Duchess Dowager, she would have given me some answer…’

Lady Herman had reported recent events to the Grand Duke’s Castle, but she had deliberately kept mentions of Ailesia to a minimum. This was out of her desire for the Grand Duchess Dowager to judge Ailesia purely without any preconceptions.

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