It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 5

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 005

“So what?”

Hearing the voice that asked back as if questioning what the problem was, sparks flew in Termion’s eyes.

“I’ll say it once more. Bring me my niece.”

“Did I harm your niece or something? Why are you causing a ruckus in someone else’s home?”

“Don’t make excuses!”

Clang!

Termion, who had frowned, moved his arm lightly. A strangely curved sword knocked away the ladle that had been in her hand.

“Ah, my ladle!”

When she waved her hand lightly, the ladle that had been floating through the air changed direction and flew back. Not only that, it began stirring the pot on its own.

It was a feat that an ordinary mage could never show, truly befitting the notorious reputation of a witch.

At the same time, the lake that had been calm began to bubble. Termion, who noticed the strange phenomenon around them, twitched his eyebrows.

“What is this?”

“I can’t live like this! My friend got startled because of you!”

Before the woman’s words could even finish, a massive body revealed itself, cutting through the lake.

Swoooosh!

“Y-Your Grace the Duke!”

“Everyone form ranks!”

The startled knights gathered around Termion.

A pure white snake of enormous size that could swallow a horse whole in one bite appeared. The creature glared at Termion with its slit pupils flickering.

“Kyaaaah!”

It was the moment when the snake opened its mouth wide and lunged toward the ground. The woman urgently stretched out her hand and shouted.

“Yormu, stop!”

“Kiiit?!”

Surprisingly, that huge snake stopped its body mid-air with a thud. It remained barely 2 meters away from Termion.

“I told you not to come out carelessly when we have guests!”

“Kiiii!”

“What’s dangerous about what? Go look for snacks somewhere else!”

The woman who had shouted sharply suddenly bent her finger and firmly flicked the snake’s nose tip.

Smack!

“Kihik?!”

“Go inside and behave! This one’s just getting excited!”

“Kiiii…”

The snake, showing a pitiful look, slithered back into the lake and disappeared.

After confirming that the surroundings had become quiet again, the woman opened her mouth with an awkward expression.

“Sorry, my friend has a bit of an overprotective personality. So where were we in our conversation?”

“…I’m looking for my niece.”

Termion’s tone had become considerably calmer than before.

Perhaps because he had witnessed an absurd scene, his boiling head had cooled down a bit.

Seeing how she handled such a magical beast so nonchalantly, she truly deserved to be called a witch. Pushing forward recklessly didn’t seem like it would improve the situation.

‘I must avoid rash actions until I find Elly.’

Unaware of Termion’s increased wariness, she still maintained a peaceful demeanor.

“I heard that story earlier. So?”

“The magical power wavelength of the pendant my niece was carrying stopped exactly at this place. Do you intend to keep pretending not to know until the end?”

“Ah, that necklace Elly was wearing?”

“Elly? Did you just say Elly?”

Hearing his niece’s nickname, Termion tightened his grip on the sword he was holding.

“How do you know Elenora’s nickname?”

“She asked me to call her that?”

The woman who casually deflected Termion’s sharp gaze slightly raised her head to look at the sky.

Before long, the sun had risen to its zenith. It was almost time for lunch.

“It’s about time for her to return.”

Meanwhile, the woman Termion had called a witch, Ailesia, was dying inside trying to act nonchalant.

‘It’s really Termion. Not text, but the real thing!’

She wanted to let out a cheer if she could. It was so regrettable that she couldn’t even greet him properly because of the half-crazed Termion and the murderous knights.

The end of 500 years of waiting. And a new beginning.

Looking back, it had truly been a long period of patient endurance.

‘So this is what he looked like…’

The one and only uncle of the original story’s female protagonist, Elenora.

The ruler of the Northern Empire, Duke Letis.

Like the description of ‘a living ice statue carved with all the strength of an artist,’ Termion was a man as beautiful as a sculpture.

Perhaps because he was still a 17-year-old boy, he exuded a fresh charm.

In the first scene of the original story’s prologue, Termion, who found Elenora, engages in fierce battle with the witch.

In other words, her meeting with Termion meant that the original story had truly begun.

‘I don’t know if things will go according to plan, but I’ve made it this far anyway.’

Ailesia barely calmed her heart that was excited with worry and anticipation. Then she continued speaking in as calm a voice as possible.

“How about putting away that sword for now? Is it okay to act like this in front of your niece whom you’re meeting after a long time?”

“…”

His love for his niece must truly be tremendous. Seeing how he slightly lowered his sword at those words.

‘As expected, I did well telling Elly to go play.’

She had predicted that if Elenora’s whereabouts were ambiguous, Termion wouldn’t be able to act rashly, and it had worked out exactly right.

Well, the tense atmosphere still remained.

Termion was staring at Ailesia without moving a muscle, and he hadn’t relaxed his grip on his sword either.

The knights he had brought had completely surrounded the cabin. They looked ready to charge at the slightest suspicious sign.

“How long do we have to wait?”

“She’s almost here.”

As soon as her words ended, the sound of something running could be heard from the other side of the forest.

“Your Grace, the presence seems unusual.”

“Everyone on alert!”

The knights moved with discipline and formed ranks. Everyone, including Termion, focused their gaze on one spot with tense expressions.

What emerged from the rustling bushes was a large wolf with fur whiter than snow.

“Woof woof!”

“Teacher, I’m hungry!”

The moment Elenora got down from the wolf’s back and cheerfully shouted, a voice like a sigh flowed from Termion’s mouth.

“Elenora…!”

“Huh?”

Elenora also opened her mouth with a surprised expression.

“…Uncle?”

Termion looked at his niece with slightly moist eyes.

Fortunately, Elenora was exactly as she had been when he last saw her.

Why had he been so coldly angry back then? Termion, whose throat was completely choked up, barely managed to open his mouth.

“I’m sorry, Elly. Uncle came too late, didn’t he?”

Perhaps still not understanding the situation, Elenora tightly gripped the fur of the wolf beside her and didn’t know what to do.

“Child, go to your uncle.”

Ailesia was about to wave her hand as if to say it was okay, but Termion, who misunderstood her action, shouted angrily.

“Don’t try any tricks, witch!”

As he pointed his sword toward Ailesia again, Elenora, who had been standing still, began to move.

“Uncle!”

His niece ran straight toward him. Seeing this, Termion’s eyes reddened with emotion.

‘How difficult it must have been for her.’

Being dropped alone in an unfamiliar place like that, for a mere five-year-old child, it must have been terrifying and heartbreaking beyond measure.

“Elenora.”

Termion lowered his body and spread his arms. But suddenly, Elenora planted both feet firmly on the ground.

Thud!

“Ugh!”

A dull impact that struck his stomach. Termion unconsciously staggered backward.

“E-Elly…?”

Why on earth had his niece headbutted him?

The mental shock was far greater than the physical pain he felt.

“Don’t bully Teacher!”

Regardless of his dazed expression, Elenora’s half-sobbing voice echoed loudly throughout the forest.

“If you bully Teacher, I hate Uncle!”

After delivering a full-force body slam to Termion, Elenora blocked Ailesia’s front with her short arms and legs.

“E-Elly!”

The shock was brief. What entered Termion’s eyes was his niece’s forehead, swollen red.

Just as he, flustered, was about to approach Elenora, there was someone who moved faster.

“Little one, are you okay?”

“T-Teacher! *sob* It hurts here! *waaah*!”

“Oh my, there’s a bump…!”

“*sniff* It hurts!”

“Just bear with it for a moment, okay?”

Ailesia, half-pale with shock, hastily drew up her magical power. As her hand, tinged with a gentle golden light, rubbed Elenora’s forehead, the swelling quickly subsided.

“Good girl, it doesn’t hurt anymore. You’re fine now, okay?”

“*hic* *hic*”

Clutching tightly to Ailesia’s hand that covered her forehead, Elenora still glared at Termion with teary eyes.

That lasted only briefly, as the child burst into even more pitiful tears.

“I hate Uncle! *waaaaaah*!”

“Sigh…”

What on earth was this situation? Exhausted by his own frustration, Termion lowered his sword weakly.

He had barely made it here with his heart burning with anxiety day after day, only to have the niece he finally found headbutt him and then just cry loudly.

‘What exactly is that woman’s identity?’

They said she was a witch—had she bewitched Elenora too?

Watching Ailesia sitting close and comforting the child, Termion bit his lips tightly with complicated feelings.

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