It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 52

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 052

Rebecca turned her head with a startled expression. She hadn’t noticed at first due to his calm voice, but now she could see that Termion’s armor was dented all over and soaked in blood, completely ruined.

Perhaps interpreting Rebecca’s reaction in some way, Ailesia hesitated and glanced around nervously.

“I came as quickly as possible, but Termion was too severely injured. I’m sorry.”

“What do you have to apologize to me for, Teacher? I’m just grateful you made it in time.”

“I’ve given him proper first aid, so let’s clean up quickly and return to the base.”

Rebecca tilted her head at those words. She had been wondering why Ailesia hadn’t transported Termion to the base first.

“Couldn’t you take His Highness first using Spatial Transfer Magic, Teacher?”

“In that condition, he couldn’t withstand the shock. An Aura Master’s internal injuries are beyond what I can heal.”

“Understood. I’ll hurry as much as possible.”

Having roughly grasped the situation, Rebecca immediately began directing the knights. They gathered the Snow Ogre corpses scattered throughout the colony in one place and completely cleaned up the Drake’s bloodstains.

After the cleanup was finished, Rebecca was finally able to hear the details from the knights.

“Three times, exactly three times.”

“She knocked the Drake out of the air, countered its Breath Attack with Ice Magic to freeze it, then struck the fallen beast with lightning!”

“It was probably about a minute. I’m not exaggerating when I say it felt like the world was ending.”

The blonde mage who had performed that incredible feat was currently raising her eyebrows and scolding Termion.

“Next time, don’t think about fighting and blow the horn first. If you do this again, I’ll really get angry.”

“I’m reflecting on it too.”

“How is that a reflective attitude? Should I tell Elly?”

“…Are you threatening me using a five-year-old child as leverage?”

“Don’t call it threatening. Maybe I should wrap you up tight in bandages and tie you to a bed for a week.”

“That’s a bit… *cough*! *cough*…!”

“Ah! What am I thinking!”

When Termion coughed up a bit of blood and clutched his chest, the startled Ailesia immediately pulled a carriage from her subspace.

“I must be crazy. Leaving a patient lying on the bare ground.”

She scratched her head vigorously and laid several layers of blankets inside the carriage. Then, after warming the interior with magic, she shouted to the surrounding knights.

“Check the splints one more time and move him carefully! His body absolutely cannot be shaken!”

“Yes, Teacher!”

“We’ll transport him without disturbing a single hair!”

Termion suppressed a hollow laugh at the knights’ eager responses. Now they acted as naturally as if Ailesia were completely their superior.

‘…I suppose that’s natural after witnessing such magic firsthand.’

It was Termion’s first time seeing her use attack magic too.

The sight of her toying with the Drake like a plaything without even chanting spells was beyond shocking—it was awe-inspiring.

What if the Grand Duchess Dowager had stepped in? She probably could have easily dealt with one Drake, but whether she could have overwhelmed it as dominantly as Ailesia was questionable.

“Let’s return for now. I’ll put the Drake’s corpse in my subspace, so we can examine it thoroughly at the base.”

“Yes, Teacher. We’ve mostly finished cleaning up the area.”

Ailesia tried to send everyone back to the base, leaving only a few to escort the carriage. But all the knights waved their hands and strongly objected.

“How can you say such a thing? No amount of escorts would be too many.”

“If we’re going to suffer, we should all do it together. I’m disappointed, Teacher.”

“Uh… suit yourselves then.”

Why are these people suddenly acting like this? Ailesia looked around with a slightly flustered expression, but everyone had the same reaction.

Some even had a solemn atmosphere as if they were about to begin another subjugation.

At this point, one might mistake them for a fan club—no, a group of fanatics.

“I’ll take the lead, Teacher. If you maintain a reasonable pace, the other knights will adjust accordingly.”

“Alright.”

“Returning to base! Maintain strict perimeter watch, and don’t let even a mouse near the carriage!”

Rebecca took the lead, and the other knights formed ranks surrounding the carriage. Ailesia deliberately stayed outside on the carriage’s driver’s seat.

‘…It would be awkward to be inside.’

After creating that atmosphere with Termion earlier, sitting in that cramped carriage for the entire return journey felt quite uncomfortable. She was also conscious of the knights glancing at them as if watching a couple’s lovers’ quarrel.

Of course, she knew well that Termion had no special intentions. Since she had been making such a fuss, it was probably his way of trying to reassure her.

‘Who’s worrying about whom? It’s absurd.’

Having experienced it firsthand, Termion was quite a kind person despite his appearance. The fact that he treated her that way also meant they had grown close to each other.

Honestly speaking, Ailesia herself found it surprising. She hadn’t expected her emotions to become so intense.

When she first heard the horn, she had only felt slight anxiety and uneasiness.

But when she arrived and found Termion already collapsed and covered in blood, with the knights desperately trying to block the flying Drake even with their bodies.

The moment she saw that scene, she literally lost her mind.

‘After everything I’ve been through to get here, that damn lizard.’

Though he was essential for Elenora’s happy ending, she had never once treated Termion as just a supporting character.

He was undoubtedly someone she had to save too.

After losing her aunt so helplessly, was Termion going to die here too?

It was unthinkable.

If she hadn’t arrived in time, Termion and the knights at the scene would have been doomed to die.

‘…Could there really be a butterfly effect?’

In the original story, Termion probably wouldn’t have faced such a dangerous situation.

Though the flow hadn’t changed dramatically, events that weren’t in the original had indeed occurred.

Perhaps her intervention had caused the early parts that should have flowed smoothly to become more dangerously twisted. Thinking this way, she felt an inexplicable guilt.

The knights’ attitude of half-worshipping her like some savior was also burdensome.

“Sigh.”

In other novels, most problems could be solved just by using your head well, so why is mine so difficult?

Despite her troubled mind, the carriage moved smoothly without a single shake.

“You’ve accomplished something great. Thank you, Teacher.”

“Not at all. If I had been more careful, Termion wouldn’t have been injured so badly…”

Ailesia’s gaze toward the Medical Corps barracks remained gloomy.

Perhaps because she had been too lost in thought during the entire return journey, she felt increasingly dejected despite trying to shake off negative thoughts.

‘Maybe it’s because it’s been so long since I experienced such a situation.’

Indeed, there hadn’t been much for her to be this shocked about.

Most problems could be solved with magic, and she had always maintained appropriate distance in relationships.

‘…No, why am I being so unlike myself?’

Anyway, since they had safely overcome the crisis, she should focus on what lay ahead from now on.

So that’s enough reflection for today! Now it’s time to return to being a confident and powerful witch.

Having cleanly settled her mind, Ailesia brought up the original matter she had intended to discuss with Kubera.

“About when I faced the Drake earlier.”

“Was there something unusual?”

“The flames it shot from its mouth were dark red.”

It was the peculiar color that appeared when accompanied by the demonic energy of dark magic. For Termion to have unluckily encountered a Grade 1 magical beast seemed somehow suspicious.

“…It used dark red flames?”

“This time I intercepted it from a distance so I couldn’t smell it, but doesn’t it give you a feeling?”

“It’s strange to be just a coincidence. Did you bring the corpse?”

“I put it in my subspace for now, but there’s no suitable place to take it out.”

“There’s an open field behind the base, let’s go there.”

Kubera led the way. Following behind him, Ailesia asked as if something had just occurred to her.

“Would it be alright to call Rebecca too?”

“Rebecca?”

“I thought it would be good to inform her first before announcing it to the regular knights.”

“Hmm, that makes sense. We need to discuss our plans for the immediate future anyway.”

For that reason, we stopped by Rebecca’s lodging on our way to the open field.

“What brings you here, Teacher?”

Rebecca, who happened to be resting, had removed her armor and let her hair down.

“Wow…”

How could such a devastatingly beautiful visual even exist? It was as if a supermodel had torn through a photo shoot and stepped out.

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