It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 91

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 091

Kubera began persuading Termion in return with a rather serious voice.

“If Teacher goes with us, it would be reassuring. Since you use chantless magic, there won’t be any traces left, and as you said, there’s no method as suitable for escape as spatial transfer magic.”

“Even so…”

“Above all, Teacher is currently the only one who can reliably track traces of dark magic. It would be impossible for any knight, including His Highness the Grand Duke. Neither I nor the Grand Duchess Dowager would be able to identify magical tools that use dark magic.”

“…Instead of stopping this, what are you even saying.”

“Hehe, Your Highness. No, wait.”

Despite Ailesia being right there, Kubera once again threw a fastball at Termion in casual speech.

“There’s a limit to being stubborn, Termion. Why do you overestimate your own abilities while refusing to acknowledge others?”

“…”

“Speaking of danger levels, does it make sense that Teacher took down three Grade 1 magical beasts?”

“There were other knights with her at the time.”

“There were. All watching with excited expressions.”

He had no intention of disparaging Termion or the Tigel Knight Order. Kubera simply knew more accurately than anyone what was best in the current situation.

“Of course I understand your feelings. Teacher’s main role is as Elly’s tutor, and it must feel wrong to ask for something like this. But if we just waste time, the threat to our family will only grow.”

“And you, knowing that, want to drag Ailesia into this?”

“I’m not dragging her in. She’s already in the same boat.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I heard from the Grand Duchess Dowager. That Teacher rejected the First Imperial Consort’s recruitment offer and came here.”

Iolene always conveyed the family’s movements and important news to Kubera without fail, even if a bit late. Just because he was stuck at the advance base didn’t mean his eyes and ears were closed.

“I don’t know how much the First Imperial Consort gauged Teacher’s abilities, but she must think of her as at least equal to the Grand Duchess Dowager. Naturally, she’ll consider her a person of interest. Now Teacher is practically a party involved, so do you think it’s right to keep trying to exclude her?”

“That’s…”

“If you were recklessly trying to dump everything on Teacher, I’d be the first to stop you. But when Teacher herself says she’ll step forward, forcibly preventing her is nothing but disrespecting her.”

“…Damn it, do whatever you want.”

Finally, Termion, unable to contain his irritation, stormed out of his seat.

Bang!

“Ugh, that guy.”

Kubera, who had been glaring at the door that closed with enough force to break, groaned and pressed his forehead. Somehow his headache felt worse.

“Just who did he take after to have such a temper…”

“Well… He must have taken after one of his parents?”

Ailesia, who had been listening the whole time, replied with an awkward voice.

She too was quite flustered by the argument that had suddenly unfolded before her eyes.

‘He said they were close, but this is no joke.’

I thought he was someone who only smiled pleasantly, but he’s not a knight commander for nothing.

Not only in logic but even in momentum, he had completely overwhelmed Termion.

“I’ve shown you an embarrassing sight, Teacher.”

“Not at all. I was moved by how much Lord Dayford cares for Termion.”

“Hehe, moved? That’s too generous of you to say.”

Kubera organized the documents scattered on the table with a slightly sheepish expression. Even so, judging by how he kept glancing around, it seemed he had something left to say.

“Weren’t you offended?”

“Me? Why?”

“This might sound rude to you, Teacher, who is a benefactor to our family, but…”

He really picked today for this. Since she had wanted to have a serious conversation with Kubera at least once, Ailesia listened to his words without showing any particular reaction.

“I prioritize His Highness the Grand Duke, or more precisely, the Retis family.”

“Isn’t that natural?”

“Anyway… For that reason, I’m always grateful whenever Teacher actively steps forward. To be honest, there’s more than one or two things I’d like to ask of you.”

“Please speak freely. I can’t guarantee I’ll fulfill everything, though.”

“That would be presumptuous. The Retis family isn’t so incompetent. However…”

Though he himself wasn’t aware of it, Termion was by no means in an emotionally stable state.

What if he had been an ordinary 18-year-old aspiring knight? He would have devoted himself to training day by day, focusing only on his own achievements.

Even as the heir to a noble family, it was normal to be just learning the work with education and help from retainers.

However, Termion was living a life buried in work without time to look at himself. Even the rare leisure time he had was all used for his family.

The one thing he had found enjoyable was swordsmanship training, but even that had long been dominated by his determination to protect Retis.

That swordsmanship training had originally started to develop the ability to live alone. He had become an Aura Master because his talent was so outstanding, but it was ambiguous to say it was truly the path he wanted.

“His Highness tries to handle everything alone. No matter how difficult and lonely it gets, he rarely shows it. He was always like that even before becoming Grand Duke.”

“I know that too. But hasn’t he changed a bit lately?”

“That’s because Teacher is here.”

“Pardon?”

“Thanks to Teacher taking care of the Grand Duchess, His Highness has gained some breathing room. Moreover, by providing appropriate help, you’ve considerably reduced his actual work burden.”

But in Kubera’s opinion, Ailesia’s true role wasn’t just something like that.

Ailesia doesn’t want or expect anything from Termion.

Not because she doesn’t trust him, but because there’s no need to.

Someone Termion could feel comfortable with. Someone who, precisely because she had no connection to the family, could honestly confide in her—that was who she was.

“If I could be greedy, I’d wish you were His Highness’s aide rather than the Grand Duchess’s tutor. Then he could open up comfortably anytime.”

“…He became an adult at too young an age, didn’t he, Termion.”

“That’s why I’m saying this, but.”

Kubera knew well that he was in no position to speak so freely about such matters.

However, because Termion was such a precious existence to him, he ultimately had no choice but to deliver the heavy words he had always hesitated to say.

“Please take good care of His Highness the Grand Duke… of Termion, Teacher.”

Seeing Kubera bow politely to his waist, Ailesia couldn’t say anything.

More precisely, she was a bit perplexed, not knowing how to react.

‘…Why did the atmosphere turn out like this?’

She had just come to pick up Termion at the appointed time.

Since she happened to be curious about the source of that magical tool, she had casually joined the conversation thinking she should help.

The person who first brought up the infiltration topic had left in irritation, and the other one was rattling off circumstances like the guardian of some troublemaking child before suddenly bowing.

It had suddenly become a consultation session combined with a parent-teacher conference.

‘What am I, some homeroom teacher?’

No, if I were really a homeroom teacher, I wouldn’t be living such a tumultuous life.

At least there wouldn’t be incidents like students being attacked by house-sized lizards and barely breathing.

“For now, I’ll return to the manor with Termion. Elly is waiting for dinner.”

“Are you planning to go to Parzan Street together?”

“Well. It would be awkward if he absolutely hates the idea.”

She would try to persuade him, but she had no intention of forcibly following along if it would make Termion uncomfortable.

If really necessary, she could just go alone secretly. This might actually be more convenient for gathering information.

“Before you go, please ask the Chief Steward about Parzan Street.”

“The Chief Steward?”

“He should know all about the general situation in the Imperial Capital.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Enjoy your dinner.”

“I’ll see you next time.”

Kubera maintained his respectful attitude until the very moment Ailesia left the room.

Only after hearing the sound of the door closing did he slightly open one eye and raise his head.

“…Well now.”

Scratching the back of his head somewhat irritably, he plopped down on the sofa and leaned back.

“Getting old and doing all sorts of things.”

Both the nagging he had given Termion and the request he had made to Ailesia were sincere.

However, the fact that there were other calculations underlying it all was a truth only he knew.

“You little rascal, what’s the point of setting the table for you if you can’t even eat what’s served?”

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