It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 75

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 075

“That’s….”

Ailesia couldn’t figure out what kind of answer she should give either.

The Second Prince, Kalior Sielin von Blair.

Born of the Dead Empress, he was the tragic Male Protagonist who shared a tender love with Elenora in the original story.

He delivered the final blow in place of Elenora, who couldn’t bring herself to stab Uncle with a sword, and even chose to take his own life to protect the Empire and his lover.

Who would have thought that the childhood of someone stronger and kinder than anyone else would be so tragic.

How could he have grown up so upright even in such a desperate environment?

“Sob….”

Sorrowful crying echoed through the space that had fallen into silence.

Perhaps the first sight of the Prince was so shocking, the child kept sobbing while stroking Kalior’s cheek with her hand.

“It hurts, don’t hurt…. You shouldn’t be in pain….”

These were tears too poignant to be mere sympathy. Ailesia, who had been watching silently, finally took out a small glass vial from her subspace.

‘I never thought I’d use this here.’

Probably even if she turned around and left now, Kalior would grow up safely.

Regardless of the process, this was a story that was meant to unfold that way.

But she had no intention whatsoever of abandoning a young boy dying before her eyes while talking about the original story.

‘I’ve already broken how many plot points.’

I’ve already broken taboos, so if I’m going to help, I should do it properly.

“Little One.”

As she patted her shoulder and lowered her head, the thoroughly wet green eyes gazed at her.

“Will you come out with me for a moment? It seems like the Prince is in too much pain, so I think we need to give him some medicine.”

“Medicine…?”

The glass vial in Ailesia’s hand contained a pale orange liquid. It was a mysterious liquid that could appear yellow, red, or even green depending on the viewing angle.

“If he takes that, the Prince won’t hurt anymore?”

“For now.”

Ailesia slightly parted the Second Prince’s lips and slowly poured the liquid from the glass vial into his mouth.

The Second Prince seemed to have difficulty swallowing the medicine properly, but it wouldn’t matter since it was a different type from ordinary potions anyway.

As soon as the glass vial was emptied, Ailesia immediately put her hands under Elenora’s armpits and lifted her up.

There was no more time. The 10 minutes she had initially told Elenora about were almost up.

“Now we have to go out, right?”

“Just, just a little bit longer….”

“No.”

“Just 5 more minutes, please?”

Elenora, who had been whining with pursed lips, stopped talking with a start as soon as she turned her head.

The Teacher who always smiled at her was nowhere to be found, and she saw an expressionless face where no emotion could be felt.

“Teacher…?”

The frightened Elenora called out carefully, but Ailesia’s gaze wouldn’t leave the Second Prince.

Soon she let out a deep sigh, turned around, and lightly stamped her foot.

The surrounding scenery changed in an instant. Ailesia, who appeared in front of the Second Prince’s Palace Main Gate, snapped her fingers toward the Knights standing in the distance.

Snap!

“Ugh, why does it suddenly feel cold?”

“Right. I’m getting chills for no reason.”

It was a natural reaction since they had been standing still for nearly 10 minutes in this weather.

After confirming that the Knights were moving, Ailesia walked forward as if nothing had happened.

“…You were surprised, Little One.”

“Yes?”

“Teacher is sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“…Are you angry because Elly threw a tantrum wanting to stay longer?”

“That’s not it, but you can’t just throw tantrums recklessly either.”

Telling her to do whatever she wanted didn’t mean she could be indulgent. Since the topic came up, it seemed better to discipline her properly.

“I clearly said when we first went in that we’d only stay for exactly 10 minutes, right?”

“Yes….”

“Teacher would have liked to stay longer too. But then the Prince might have an even harder time.”

“…Why?”

“If someone else found out, they might hide the Prince away where no one can see him?”

“No, that can’t happen…!”

Elenora, who was about to raise her voice without realizing it, made a “hup” sound and covered her mouth with her hands. Then she just rolled her eyes around to look at Ailesia.

“When Teacher says no, there’s always a reason. Of course, there are things I can’t explain, and maybe Elly might not like it. Still….”

She stroked Elenora’s cheek and continued with a somewhat wistful smile.

“Teacher always wants Elly to be happy. I’ll choose and act in the way that makes our Little One happiest, always.”

She knew these were quite difficult words for a young child to understand.

At first, she was going to scold her somewhat sternly, but seeing her face made her heart soften inevitably. Still, these were words that had to be said at least once.

‘Since I broke the taboo I swore to myself… I have to take responsibility.’

These words were also a pledge to herself.

There might come a time when she’d have to make unethical choices to protect Elenora and Termion, and furthermore all of Retis.

Using any means necessary for the purpose, eventually crossing the line, and finally being abandoned even by allies and meeting destruction. It was one of the common clichés that appeared in web novels.

Once she crossed the line, the second time would be easier than this. What came after that went without saying.

‘I don’t regret it. My goal is Elly’s flower path ending, isn’t it?’

So what if I really become a witch? Just making it this far as an extra who should have exited in the prologue is already amazing.

Since it’s come to this, it’s better to thoroughly twist the story instead.

At times like this, I need to step forward actively. If I intervene half-heartedly, things might get tangled in a direction that’s completely impossible to fix.

“Teacher, don’t do that.”

“Hm?”

She was in the middle of steeling her resolve, but Elenora, who had been quietly nestled in her arms, suddenly hugged her neck tightly.

“Elly… wants to keep being with Teacher. I’m going to live happily ever after with Uncle and Grandmother and Teacher for a long, long time.”

“Uh…?”

“So I don’t like it when Teacher has a hard time because of Elly. Elly is happy just being with Teacher, so you don’t always have to do things for Elly.”

“…Little One.”

“I won’t throw tantrums and will listen well, and I won’t always pester Teacher to do things for me, so…. *sniff*”

Startled, Ailesia stopped walking right there. She stared at Elenora with her mouth agape in bewilderment.

“Don’t abandon Elly… and go far, far away. Elly did wrong, *sob*.”

The child, who had become tearful, barely finished her words while wiping her eyes with her hands. Even in the midst of this, her trembling green eyes were looking straight into Ailesia’s eyes.

‘What am I doing right now….’

Even if I’ve lived my life in vain, could I have lived it this much in vain? It was as if lightning had struck inside her head.

Taboos? Discipline? Those things weren’t the problem.

Recently, situations had been rushing by so frantically that she had overlooked an important part.

That someone’s happiness shouldn’t be judged by another person’s standards.

The phrase ‘for the child’s happiness’ often acts as terrible violence toward children. The happiness that adults force upon them is often so different from what children actually want.

She was the same. When did she promise not to be too concerned with the original story content, yet she had arbitrarily decided what kind of happy ending Elenora wanted.

‘…I’ve become part of the daily life this child wants.’

The current Elenora doesn’t know anything.

The crisis of the Retis Family, the deaths of Termion and the Second Prince, Iolene sacrificing herself for her granddaughter—these are all just vague possibilities existing in the future.

Even if she knew such a future, could she force her to endure present pain to prevent the coming future?

Would that really be the right thing to do?

“I’m sorry, Elly. Teacher was wrong.”

Ailesia forcibly swallowed her saliva to clear her choked-up throat. Then she took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped Elenora’s soaked eyes and cheeks.

“Would Elly like Teacher to stay by your side forever?”

“…Yes.”

“But when Teacher becomes a bent-over grandmother, you won’t even be able to hug her, right?”

“By then Elly will be an adult, so Elly will carry Teacher around on her back.”

“What if Elly’s boyfriend later says he doesn’t like Teacher?”

“Elly doesn’t like boyfriends who say they don’t like Teacher either! Elly won’t make such a boyfriend!”

“But what if Uncle and Teacher get into big fights? What if Uncle kicks Teacher out?”

“Th, then…”

Elenora, who couldn’t readily answer, soon squeezed her eyes shut and shouted.

“I, I don’t like Uncle either then! Elly will leave home together with Teacher!”

“But you still shouldn’t dislike Uncle.”

“Eeeeeh…!”

Elenora glared at Ailesia with a thoroughly sulky expression. Her face was full of reproach, as if asking why she would ask such questions.

Finally, the child overcome with sorrow poured out her upset feelings for the first time.

“I hate Teacher! You only ask mean questions!”

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