It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 96

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 096

After traveling for about 20 minutes in a carriage without even windows, Ailesia and Termion arrived in front of an old warehouse in a remote alley.

“What, are there really guys with tools waiting around?”

“That can’t be. I’ll escort you inside for now.”

Unlike its exterior, the interior was quite clean and spacious. Kate, who had lit the lighting, pointed to masks displayed on one wall and said.

“Please choose and wear any mask you like, then enter through that door. If you walk straight along the path that comes out, a guide will be waiting.”

“What if we don’t wear them?”

“Honestly, I don’t mind. But wouldn’t it be troublesome for you customers?”

A method to hide one’s identity, I see. Ailesia nodded and picked up a half-mask lavishly decorated with gold leaf and feathers.

“I’ll take this one. Leon, what about you?”

“This one looks good.”

The mask Termion chose was something closer to a doll mask. It was the type that covered the head, with everything except the mouth and chin tip covered by leather and fur.

“Oh, a wolf. It suits you well?”

“…Sister, you too.”

Even the mask couldn’t completely hide Ailesia’s beauty. She had an elegant bearing like a noble young lady out for an evening stroll.

“I hope you have a pleasant time.”

“Aren’t you coming with us?”

“How could I dare intrude where such distinguished people are present.”

Kate, who answered quite gracefully, opened the door for them.

The moment they stepped inside, Ailesia grabbed Termion’s hand and immediately sent a message.

[There’s a simple magic circle laid on the floor. Pretend you don’t know and walk forward.]

Termion nodded slightly and walked shoulder to shoulder with her.

As the door closed and they took a few steps, their vision suddenly brightened and the surrounding scenery changed.

[Illusion magic mixed with short-range teleportation magic. Probably a device to hide the location.]

“Quite thorough.”

“Anyway, it seems we found the right place. This is the black market, right?”

Shops with completely open fronts were lined up on both sides of the street.

All the people wandering around the central path wore masks, and their clothing was varied. Besides those dressed as adventurers like Ailesia and Termion, several people wearing luxurious clothes could also be seen.

“This feels like an ordinary shop street.”

“For something ordinary, the items being sold are quite remarkable.”

“Really?”

Ailesia linked arms with Termion and pressed her body close to his.

“Look at 11 o’clock direction, do you see the sword on that stall?”

“…Yes.”

Good thing I’m wearing a mask. He hesitated for a moment, then slowed his walking pace slightly while examining the sword Ailesia mentioned.

The hilt length was roughly half a span. The blade length was also about 60cm, on the short side. It was a one-handed sword that ordinary soldiers or adventurers used together with shields.

“It’s a gladius. It looks ordinary on the outside.”

“The blade is solid mithril.”

“What?”

Termion’s mouth fell half open.

Even in Retis, special weapons containing small amounts of mithril were provided to knights of Aura Expert level or higher, but there were no weapons with blades forged entirely from mithril.

“Then how much would that cost?”

“At least 100 mithril coins? If it has magic enchantments, it could be even more.”

“Literally the price of a house. To openly sell such an item…”

A mischievous thought occurred to Ailesia, and she whispered in a subtle voice.

“Should I buy it for you?”

“What?”

“If you want it, I’ll buy it for you.”

“That’s fine. It’s just expensive and useless.”

“Why? Most weapons would break after just a few clashes.”

“That’s possible just by infusing aura into an iron club.”

“Ah.”

Right. Now that I think about it, it wasn’t very appealing to an Aura Master.

Of course it would be better than ordinary weapons, but Termion originally used only a longsword without a shield anyway. Even if she forced herself to buy it, it would just be a decoration.

“Let’s go meet the guide. It’s already past 11 o’clock.”

Termion took out a pocket watch from his inner pocket to check the time and urged them along. Ailesia shrugged once and moved her steps without complaint.

After passing several shops and reaching the end, a man in formal attire wearing a bowler hat and covering his entire face with a pure white mask approached them.

“I greet our distinguished guests. How was your tour of the street?”

“It was interesting. Though there wasn’t much that caught my eye.”

“As expected, you have exceptional discernment. I’ll escort you inside.”

Kate had probably contacted them in advance through some means. Ailesia and Termion obediently followed him to the reception room.

Just as the man was about to tilt a prepared teapot, Ailesia held out her palm as if annoyed.

“No tea. I already had some.”

“Oh my, it’s good tea, what a shame.”

He naturally put down the teapot and handed them two small business cards from his jacket.

“Just call me Phantom for convenience.”

“For something to call conveniently, isn’t that a rather eerie name?”

“Hehe, I’ll take that as a compliment.”

How could I know his expression when his whole face is covered? Ailesia wrinkled her nose slightly, crossed her legs, and leaned back against the sofa.

“So, what’s the business that brought us all the way here? Kate said this was a special shop.”

“I heard you possess dragon bone.”

“Interested? Are you buying it yourself?”

“Hardly. I merely wish to arrange a good sales outlet for you two.”

“Sales outlet?”

“Or there’s also the option of putting it up for auction. Which would be better for you?”

We found the right place. This was definitely the secret auction house Baron Gavin mentioned.

Judging by the shops on the street and Phantom’s words, they seemed to be operating a black market as well.

“It won’t be free, will it?”

“We charge a 20 percent commission for sales outlet arrangements, and 30 percent for auctions.”

“What, that’s pure highway robbery.”

“In return, payment is guaranteed as a lump sum with certainty. There’s also no worry about the seller’s identity being exposed.”

“Lump sum?”

“Yes. We pay the amount minus our commission the moment it’s sold, so it couldn’t be safer.”

In other words, there was no worry about being cheated out of money, and the possibility of successful bidders using other means to pressure sellers was completely blocked. With this method, the high commission was perfectly understandable.

“Fine. Let’s put it up for auction.”

“Understood. What would you like the starting price to be?”

Thud.

Ailesia threw the dragon bone onto the table and propped her crossed legs up on the table.

“You suggest.”

Ailesia and Termion entered a massive hall decorated like a theater.

The place they were guided to was the VIP section, which supposedly had only five seats. It was a kind of premium lounge with a spacious sofa, a table with simple refreshments, and only the front facing the stage was open.

“If you need anything, please pull the cord next to the sofa. I hope you have a comfortable time.”

Phantom finished his explanation with a respectful posture, then quietly closed the door and disappeared.

“Wait a moment.”

Ailesia, who had been looking at the door, drew the curtains and snapped her fingers, then immediately threw off the mask she was wearing.

“Phew, I can breathe now.”

“Is it alright to do that?”

“I used soundproofing and locking magic, and just in case, I blocked clairvoyance magic too. As long as we don’t touch the curtains or door, this is a perfect sealed room.”

Hearing her words, Termion also immediately removed his mask. While there was no discomfort in moving, he had been feeling stuffy the whole time since he didn’t usually wear helmets either.

“Things have gone quite smoothly up to this point.”

“Right. Things worked out better than expected. By the way…”

Ailesia grinned and lightly poked Termion’s side with her elbow.

“You acted pretty well earlier, didn’t you?”

“As if you’re one to talk.”

“The Magic Tower story too, and calling me Sister came out so naturally? It was incredibly natural.”

“Well, that’s…”

Recalling that situation again seemed quite embarrassing, as Termion’s face turned slightly red.

“Strictly speaking, it wasn’t exactly wrong either.”

“Hmm, is that so? Then.”

Ailesia, who had been standing near the curtains, stepped forward boldly.

She placed her hand on Termion’s shoulder as he sat on the sofa and curved her eyes deeply into crescents.

“Say ‘Sister.’ Go on, Sister.”

“…”

“Who knows? If I like it, this sister might grant you a wish as a reward.”

“Sis…”

When Termion actually opened his mouth to speak, it was Ailesia who stiffened.

She had thought this was a good opportunity to tease him after a long time, but a completely unexpected reaction came back.

‘…What if he actually says Sister? Should I be serious? Laugh it off? Or should I really grant him a wish?’

This must be what they call reverse teasing from a fan… No, what reverse teasing! Does Termion even know he’s being a fan in the first place?

Just as Ailesia’s mind was getting increasingly complicated, Termion hurriedly put his wolf mask back on and handed her half mask to her.

“Someone’s coming.”

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