It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 80

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 080

Whirrrrr!

A pure white animal appeared, cutting through the wind without hesitation across the coldly frozen snow field.

The deer, with legs as long as an average adult man’s height, leaped over rocks and ice with bouncing movements.

The moment a coniferous tree with a circumference of about 15 meters appeared before the deer that had powerfully kicked off the ground, the woman riding on its back shouted in a cheerful voice without showing any sign of surprise.

“Let’s go, Shaila!”

The man sitting behind her lowered his posture as if covering her body and gripped the reins tightly.

At that moment, the deer that had snorted thrust its head straight toward the tree.

Crash!

“Ahahaha!”

“Are you laughing right now?”

“Should I be crying instead?”

“No, that… Sigh.”

How many times had this been now? Termion, left speechless, could only let out a deep sigh.

‘…Isn’t it normal to avoid obstacles that appear in your running path?’

Why did she have to ram into them headfirst and smash through them?

What was amazing was that it wasn’t just knocking down the tree, but completely launching the upper part into the air.

Moreover, Ailesia was just giggling excitedly as if it were natural.

In a way, it was a refreshing sight that cleared one’s chest… but it truly felt like something was something.

“Stop frowning and enjoy it! When else would you get to run freely like this?”

“What exactly is this deer?”

“This deer! She has a pretty name called Shaila!”

“Kyarrrr!”

When Ailesia subtly scolded him, Shaila also let out a clear cry as if agreeing.

‘That witch and her deer, they’re a pair.’

Well, they must have become friends because they had something in common. Getting a proper explanation in this situation was impossible anyway.

Shaila, who had been running fiercely for a while, stopped when it was almost noon.

“Purung, purung.”

“Excited from running after so long? Let’s rest a bit and then play some more.”

“Kiiing.”

Still full of energy, Shaila pawed the ground several times in place. Only after Ailesia stroked her mane did she stop her restless behavior and obediently lower her head.

“I made sandwiches and soup before we left, is that okay?”

“How luxurious.”

Ailesia took out a thick blanket from subspace, spread it out, and placed a large basket on top.

“Since it’s cold, this first.”

“Thank you for the meal.”

Termion received the steaming soup and emptied it completely without complaint.

“It really feels like we’re on a picnic.”

“…I feel a bit sorry for Elly. She would have quite liked this scenery.”

“Is that so?”

The 16-year-old Elenora would probably have shuddered. The place where she last disappeared in the epilogue was roughly like this.

‘It is a spectacular view though.’

Though it was late January and the cold hadn’t subsided, the surroundings felt quite comfortable.

Thanks to the densely packed coniferous trees, there wasn’t much wind, and the sunlight was warm. The vast valley spread out below where they sat also gave off quite a mystical atmosphere.

Termion, who had finished two sandwiches in a short time, picked up a third one while looking at Shaila.

“Doesn’t that friend eat anything?”

“Shaila? She has rather peculiar eating habits. And she’s quite shy with strangers too.”

“She’s shy with strangers?”

“She keeps glancing over even now. It takes some time for her to warm up to people.”

As Ailesia said, Shaila had her head turned toward the valley while only her eyes were directed this way. Her ears were also perked up.

“Is Shaila also a magical beast like those wolves?”

“One level above that? If I had to classify her, a phantom beast?”

“A phantom beast?”

“Phantom beasts are what we call fantastical animals whose existence hasn’t been clearly confirmed. There are probably records if you look through the bestiary? Though few people have actually seen them properly.”

“Hmm.”

Termion observed Shaila closely with curious eyes.

At first glance, Shaila looked like a half-and-half mix of a horse and reindeer.

Overall, she had snow-white hide, but peculiarly, from her knees to her hooves, she was covered in long fur.

Her shoulder height easily exceeded Termion’s height, and her waist and hindquarters were solid and sleek like a well-trained warhorse.

Especially the abundant silver mane that rose from the back of her head flowed down her neck to her shoulders and chest, making it look like she wore gorgeous decorations.

“Her build aside, getting caught by those horns would be really serious.”

“You don’t know how hard those are? They probably rival diamonds.”

“That much?”

“But she’s pretty, isn’t she? Hehe.”

The large horns hanging on both sides of Shaila’s head certainly boasted a unique presence.

The golden horns, similar in color to Ailesia’s hair, rose over a meter high, and from a distance, they resembled sharp swords split into two branches.

“Even though she looks so gentle, when she gets angry, no one can stop her. Even Yormu is wary of her, you know?”

“…That serpent living in the lake?”

“They fought once before and Yormu got thoroughly beaten.”

A battle between a snake over 20 meters long and a deer over 2 meters tall. It was a scene impossible to imagine just from hearing about it.

“So how far are we planning to go?”

To Termion’s question as he sipped tea after finishing all the sandwiches, an unexpected answer came back.

“Well? Actually, I haven’t decided on a specific destination.”

“What?”

“We’ll go as far as we can. Though it’s probably still quite far.”

Anyway, they could just keep running until sunset and return to the advance base in the evening.

It was a truly simple and reckless plan, but it was possible thanks to Ailesia’s spatial transfer magic.

“Don’t you at least have a rough goal?”

“I do, but I don’t really know either. I can only roughly guess.”

“Sigh…”

Toward Termion, who was holding his forehead as if frustrated, Ailesia just shrugged her shoulders.

It wasn’t that she was trying to hide it on purpose, but because she herself didn’t know clearly either.

‘It’s not even in the original story, so what would I know?’

Two days before coming here, she had stopped by Chernil Forest to check Master’s will.

Reading Master’s handwriting after so long had made her eyes well up, which was fine, but the crucial parts were a mystery in themselves.

Go find the depths of the Gardbale Mountains, the source of aurora.

If you have been training diligently, your heart will guide the way.

You should probably be able to find it before two moons set.

Let us continue our story there, Little One.

What particularly bothered her were the words “continue our story.”

Rubia’s will was written in a small book she had left behind, but except for the first few pages, the rest were blank.

Since nothing happened even when she concentrated her magical power, it seemed to be sealed by some special method.

Apparently, Rubia had used Dragon’s Authority while alive to make the text appear automatically when certain conditions were met.

‘It must be because the content is that important.’

Master would never give her meaningless tasks. Rubia was still someone who gave Ailesia absolute faith.

“Shall we head back now? Have you gotten used to riding on Shaila’s back?”

“May I speak honestly?”

“I don’t mind, but think about Shaila’s feelings too. She’s a pure child who gets hurt easily.”

“…Gets hurt easily?”

Didn’t she just demolish that huge serpent? Pure? Hurt? Termion shook his head and strode over to Shaila.

“I’m counting on you, Shaila.”

“Kirung?”

“I can say with certainty that you’ll be a better friend than any horse that exists in this world.”

“Kyarung, kyarung.”

Pleased by the sincere praise, Shaila made happy sounds and rubbed her face against Termion’s shoulder. Seeing this, Ailesia let out a small laugh.

“There must be something in the Retis Family blood.”

“What do you mean?”

“When Yormu first saw Elly, he was incredibly friendly from the start too. Even acting cute in ways he rarely does with me.”

“Really?”

“Seeing how much Shaila likes you confirms it. Don’t you have an elf ancestor or something?”

It was a joke she threw out thinking it was a reasonable theory, but Termion seemed to seriously consider it before shaking his head.

“…An elf. I wonder.”

“Should I ask the Grand Duchess Dowager later? Or maybe there are records left in the library.”

“Family records cannot be accessed without the Family Head’s permission.”

“Won’t you give me permission?”

“…Why do you need to ask that while standing so close?”

“Wouldn’t a good-looking face be good for getting permission too?”

Blue eyes blinking innocently, slender fingers lightly grasping his sleeve, and that face beaming at him.

Termion gently pushed her shoulder away and turned around. He didn’t forget to answer in a deliberately calm voice.

“I’ll go blind.”

“Hey! I’m going to tell Elly you said something mean again!”

“That’s nothing new anymore.”

Despite his indifferent reaction, the corners of his mouth, which had always been set in a straight line, were now forming a gentle curve.

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