It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 6

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 006

After their intense reunion came to an end, Ailesia was finally able to have a proper introduction with Termion.

“Termion Haran von Retis. Elenora’s uncle.”

“Ailesia Milenov. I’m a witch, just as you suspected, right?”

When she answered with a bright smile, Termion couldn’t continue speaking for a moment and his brow furrowed.

“…You’re admitting that you’re a witch?”

“Whether I admit it or not, you’ll believe what you want anyway, right? Let’s just say I’m a witch, whatever.”

The furrow in Termion’s brow deepened even more.

Deliberately maintaining her smiling expression, Ailesia mentally reviewed Termion’s personality.

‘Niece-obsessed, well-mannered, zero immunity to adult women, unstoppable when angry.’

Though not quite to the level of a tyrant, the original Termion was truly cold-blooded incarnate.

He fundamentally didn’t trust others easily, and his words and actions were cruelly cold.

The only exceptions were a few people who could be called his closest confidants, including his niece Elenora.

Especially when it came to matters involving Elenora, he would unconditionally give way.

He didn’t care about others’ gazes, or even about himself being ruined. As long as Elenora was happy and pleased, he would endure and overlook anything.

In this kind of situation, the best choice was to push forward using Elenora as an excuse.

“It seems like we have a lot to talk about, but how about we eat first?”

“…Excuse me?”

Snap!

When Ailesia snapped her fingers, a large table and chairs appeared.

A ladle floating in the air filled bowls with stew on its own, and wooden spoons were neatly placed one by one.

Thirteen bowls and spoons each. It was a number that included even the knights who had been surrounding the cabin.

“The stew I made, Elly really loves it. It’s lunchtime anyway, right?”

“You want to eat? Now?”

Are witches originally not in their right minds? Or had she already bewitched him like Elenora?

Termion was starting to get confused about whether this situation was a dream or reality.

“We’ll eat inside, so follow me.”

“…We?”

He shook his head vigorously and finally came to his senses. He deliberately ignored the sight of a bowl filled with stew and a spoon floating beside Ailesia.

“Won’t you eat with your niece? You’re her uncle, aren’t you?”

If you don’t want to, then don’t. You’re the one who should be sorry.

Ailesia picked up Elenora and took the first step.

“This is maddening.”

Elenora still wouldn’t even glance at him. There was no point in holding out any longer when he was at a disadvantage.

“Wait and eat your meal.”

“Will you be alright, Your Highness?”

When one of the knights asked cautiously, Termion gave a blunt reply.

“She wouldn’t put anything strange in food she’s eating herself.”

With a deeply furrowed brow, he grumpily headed toward the log cabin.

“Thank you for the meal!”

“Was it delicious?”

“Yes!”

Elenora, who had finished every bit of stew in her bowl, answered in a bright voice. Ailesia took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the child’s mouth.

‘Anyone would think they’re blood relatives.’

Termion was glaring across the table with his arms crossed.

His portion of stew had been empty for a long time. It had annoyingly suited his taste, which only made him more irritated.

“Sorry. Did you wait long?”

“…No.”

Unlike his brief answer, his voice sounded like he was ready to devour someone.

Termion’s gaze was incredibly fierce as he had finished his meal in less than five minutes after sitting down. It was admirable that he had waited without saying anything.

Thinking his affection for his niece was touching, Ailesia decided to start with the story he would be most curious about.

“So about how I met Elly-“

“Wait a moment before that.”

Termion raised his hand to stop her words and looked at Elenora.

“Elly.”

“What?”

“Are you hurt or injured anywhere? Weren’t you cold? Did you sleep well? Did you eat your meals properly?”

Though his expression still radiated coldness, his voice toward Elly was incredibly gentle.

Ailesia’s eyes widened at Termion’s attitude, which had suddenly changed like a different person. Elenora also flinched and nodded.

“…Mm.”

“What have you been doing all this time?”

“Uh, well…”

Elenora spread out her small fingers and answered while wiggling them as she counted.

“I played hide and seek with Wolf Friend, built a house out of wood with Bear Friend, picked berries with the deer, and Snake Friend gave me rides on slides in the lake…?”

“…Really?”

If it was a wolf, he could understand since they had ridden one earlier, but what about bears and deer?

And Snake Friend? Could it be that huge serpent that emerged from the lake?

Termion, who couldn’t understand his niece’s answer at all, kept his mouth shut for a moment.

“They’re my friends.”

“…Do a witch’s friends always have such overwhelming personalities?”

Were all the fairy tale books he read as a child full of lies? When Termion asked in a slightly deflated voice, Elenora blurted out something unexpected.

“Teacher isn’t a bad witch! She’s pretty and kind and super strong! Uncle is stupid!”

“Sweetie, you shouldn’t call Uncle stupid.”

“Hmph.”

Ailesia seated Elenora on her lap and briefly soothed her before speaking.

“I met Elly about two months ago. I was taking a morning walk by the lakeside when Elly suddenly appeared behind me.”

“In the middle of this forest?”

“That’s right. I was going to somehow take her home, but she showed me the pendant she was wearing around her neck. That’s it, right?”

Ailesia pointed her finger toward the shelf beside the bed.

Elenora’s pendant was contained in a small box.

“She said that if she had that, Uncle would come find her. So I’ve been keeping her safely. It would be troublesome if we missed each other by moving carelessly.”

“Elly could have just kept wearing it around her neck. What’s the reason for taking it off?”

“What if she lost it while playing in the forest?”

Hearing Ailesia’s counter-question, Termion showed a very suspicious look.

It wasn’t exactly wrong, but he wondered if there might have been some other ulterior motive.

“With that level of magical skill, couldn’t you find a necklace easily enough?”

“There’s always that one-in-a-million chance, right? It could get damaged too.”

“Two months is enough time to take Elly home. Even if our paths crossed, it wouldn’t have been a problem.”

“Elly said she wanted to wait here.”

“That’s right, Uncle! I said I would wait!”

Elenora chimed in agreement, but Termion didn’t easily soften his expression. He was rather suspecting whether the witch before him had coaxed Elenora with words.

“Still, I’m glad you two met safely.”

“…Let’s say that’s the case for now.”

When Termion reluctantly answered, Ailesia could only smile awkwardly.

‘This isn’t easy.’

Regardless of Elenora’s wishes, not visiting the Grand Duchy had been her own choice.

To properly change the ending, she needed to maintain the original story’s flow to some extent.

“So the conclusion is that you’ve been protecting Elly.”

“I wouldn’t call it protection. We just lived together, that’s all.”

“…In any case.”

Termion sighed, stood up from his seat, and bowed his head politely.

“I apologize for being rude at our first meeting without confirming the situation.”

“Huh?”

“Furthermore, thank you for taking care of Elenora all this time.”

My goodness, that fierce man was bowing his head. Ailesia unconsciously opened her mouth slightly.

The original story had repeatedly described him as a niece-obsessed fool, but experiencing it firsthand exceeded her imagination.

“What do you plan to do now?”

“I’m thinking of taking Elly home. I’ll properly compensate Miss Milenov as well.”

“Compensation?”

“Is there anything specific you want? It might be difficult right now, but if you give me time, I’ll do my best to prepare it.”

Judging by Termion’s expression, these weren’t empty words. Though there might be suspicious glances, his gratitude seemed genuine.

Still, she couldn’t cooperate so easily. Ailesia deliberately threw back a slightly mischievous question.

“You’re just going to take Elly away? On whose authority?”

“Excuse me?”

Ailesia raised only one corner of her mouth in a crooked smile.

“What do you mean by that?”

Termion asked back in a flustered voice. It was a sign that his composure was cracking.

Of course he’d be dumbfounded when a complete stranger was being unreasonable in front of a guardian.

‘This is all for you and Elly’s happiness.’

Though she felt guilty for exploiting his affection for his niece, Ailesia spoke harsh words for the sake of their future.

“You didn’t ask Elly if she wanted to go home. If you had properly fulfilled your role as guardian, would Elly have ended up coming here?”

“That’s…!”

Termion, who was about to reflexively argue back, shut his mouth tight again.

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