It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 82

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 082

“Why does she love me so endlessly like this… I wonder.”

A faint smile crossed Ailesia’s lips, but seeing that expression made Termion feel his eyes sting for some reason.

Longing and loneliness, gratitude and sorrow. Various emotions mixed together, creating an expression that made even the observer’s heart feel heavy.

“…You must miss her terribly.”

“Doesn’t everyone have at least one person like that?”

“Someone like that…”

Termion muttered in a low voice and soon gave a bitter smile.

It was true that there was a face that came to mind. However, if asked whether his feelings toward that person were similar to Ailesia’s, he couldn’t readily answer yes.

“I’m not sure.”

“Haven’t you ever missed your parents?”

“My parents… Well.”

Perhaps it was because he was recalling old memories after so long. He brought the mug he was holding to his lips and remained silent for a moment.

“Sorry, I guess I asked something I shouldn’t have.”

She must have been too eager, thinking it was a chance to hear a story not mentioned in the original work. Ailesia glanced at him cautiously and offered an apology.

“No, it’s not really a story I need to hide, and I don’t have strong feelings about it. It’s just…”

Termion, who had been pondering something, took another sip of chocolate milk and continued.

“Hearing your story, I thought about how little I have.”

“Little?”

“My mother left for a distant place when I was about six years old, and I never once called my father ‘Father’ while he was alive.”

“…Isn’t that lonely?”

“It would be a lie to say it isn’t. At one point, I literally hated the world.”

“What about now?”

“There are many good people around me… Above all, complaining about being lonely would be very rude to the Grand Duchess Dowager and Elly. Those who left are gone, and I should be devoted to the family members who are by my side now.”

“That’s an admirable attitude.”

Perhaps wanting to lighten the mood, Termion chuckled and brought up a somewhat random topic.

“Do you know this? Lord Dayford speaks casually to me in private.”

“Huh? That formal person?”

“He took great care of me when I was young. Elder Brother… I mean, the Former Grand Duke was also close enough to address each other as brothers in private.”

“Isn’t there quite an age gap between you and Lord Dayford?”

She remembered from the original setting that Kubera was around forty.

There was more than a twenty-year age difference with Termion, and even if the Former Grand Duke had been alive, there would have been at least a five-year gap.

“Well, we’re not actual family, so there’s no need to be rigid about generational relationships. I just call him by name comfortably. It’s awkward to call him Uncle, and calling him Elder Brother seems even more wrong.”

“Hehe, what’s that about.”

“I also owed a lot to Lady Herman when I was young. If I had had a grandmother, it would have felt like that.”

“Don’t you have memories with the Grand Duchess Dowager? What about the Chief Steward?”

“Baron Gavin is like my swordsmanship master. The Grand Duchess Dowager is…”

A deep sigh escaped from Termion’s mouth as he was about to say something.

He soon clicked his tongue briefly and lightly took away Ailesia’s already empty mug.

“It’s late at night, so please sleep. If you want to move from tomorrow morning.”

“Hey? You’re not going to answer?”

Termion bowed his head with exaggerated gestures and began walking away leisurely. Ailesia, annoyed by his attitude for no reason, raised her voice.

“They say there are two ways to make people angry! The first one is stopping mid-sentence!”

“I’m not particularly curious about the second one, so keep it to yourself.”

“You really!”

Mercilessly, Termion just waved his hand without even looking back.

Ailesia, who had been glaring at the back of his head with a thoroughly annoyed expression, eventually clicked her tongue briefly and gave up.

“Tch, I was trying to hear more by going with the mood.”

Of all times, he had to cut off at the most important part like a ghost. The other content didn’t matter if she didn’t hear it.

‘The fact that Termion and Kubera speak casually in private is something I already know.’

The story that the Former Grand Duke and Kubera addressed each other as brothers wasn’t that surprising either. Those two would have been close friends even before Termion came to the Retis Grand Duchy.

‘They’re only mother and son on paper, and if you consider just age, Termion and Iolene are closer to grandmother and grandson.’

Iolene married quite late compared to typical nobles. Though not described in detail, there was mention of her being in her late twenties.

Usually, noble young ladies married in their early twenties, or even late teens if early. She was almost ten years later than average.

Thanks to that, the age difference between Iolene and Termion was about forty years. Looking at it this way, the Previous Grand Duke was really an amazing person too.

‘So he had an affair around age fifty? By standards here, he was just a grandfather.’

Somehow, the more she thought about it, the more complicated her mind became. She glared at the innocent sky for a moment and came to the best conclusion for the current situation.

“Let’s just sleep, sigh.”

As Termion said, she needed to rest if she wanted to leave early. There was nothing more to gain from thinking about it.

There would always be opportunities to learn about the Retis family’s family history.

Today too, Shaila galloped across the snow field without hesitation.

She moved well on her own without needing individual instructions. Termion only realized about an hour after departure that Shaila was tracking something.

‘She subtly moves her head every time she changes direction. Same when she slows down her running speed.’

At a glance, her movements were similar to a hunting dog chasing prey.

Meanwhile, she moved so lightly that almost no vibration was transmitted to his body as he sat.

Ailesia also snapped her fingers intermittently or lightly raised her magical power. She seemed to be continuously checking the surrounding conditions.

“Shaila, wait a moment.”

Though it wasn’t a very loud voice, Shaila slowly reduced her speed and stopped in place.

Ailesia bumped the back of her head against Termion’s shoulder and spoke.

“Let’s rest before going.”

“Let’s do that.”

“You’re not hungry yet, are you?”

“There’s probably an hour and a half left until lunchtime.”

The place where they had currently stopped was in front of a sheer cliff. Even craning their necks up, the height was so dizzying that they couldn’t see the end.

“What an interesting place.”

“Have you ever come this far?”

“I’ve been in other directions once. West of the advance base, the terrain is quite manageable.”

“Right, if you keep going there, you’ll reach the sea, won’t you?”

“Theoretically, yes. Though no one has walked there on foot to confirm it.”

“Then this place would be the same?”

Ailesia made a slightly playful expression and pointed at the cliff with her hand.

“Aren’t you curious what might be beyond this?”

“Beyond this?”

Hearing her words, Termion slowly stepped back and looked over the cliff once more.

He thought he knew the Gardbale Mountains quite well, but this was his first time seeing such a massive cliff.

No, rather than a cliff, it was closer to a giant wall.

Not only was it high, but it was hard to guess how wide it stretched sideways. Just the length visible to the eye seemed to easily exceed 1km.

“Curiosity aside, it’s questionable whether we could get over it.”

“With me here, do you think it’s impossible?”

Ailesia showed her usual confident expression, but even Termion, who had seen her countless magic spells, showed a dubious reaction this time.

“Wouldn’t flight magic have altitude limitations?”

According to academic research results, the maximum altitude of flight magic was limited to about 100 meters. No matter how much magical power a mage had or how skilled they were at control, they couldn’t fly higher than that.

Simply considering height alone, it would be possible to go higher, but since movement becomes impossible in that state, the expression ‘flight’ would no longer be fitting.

“No matter how I look at this cliff, it seems like 100m would be nowhere near enough.”

“The theory itself that natural mana density decreases the farther you get from the ground isn’t wrong. But that research has a fatal flaw.”

“There’s a flaw?”

“Yes. Two of them, actually.”

Ailesia climbed onto the back of Shaila, who was sitting with her belly against the floor, and swung her legs back and forth.

Every time she stroked her mane, Shaila let out pleased sounds like a cat purring.

“First, mages’ flight magic isn’t strictly speaking flight. It’s a knockoff that mixes telekinesis with levitation magic that controls gravity.”

“…Is it really okay to disparage it so bluntly?”

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