Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 134

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Chapter 134
I tilted my head with my arms crossed.
“Why? Isn’t someone like me good enough?”
“What kind of self-centered thing are you saying…”
“You don’t like it?”
I smiled and stepped closer to Levai.
The Levai I knew would refuse without hesitation, cutting off the conversation with a single word if he disliked something.
‘The fact that an answer didn’t come immediately means he’s already answered.’
“Let’s not see each other in our next life, Matriarch. Be happy then, and don’t work people to exhaustion.”
“Why? Live happily by my side in the next life too. I’ll give you a raise. Deal?”
“I refuse.”
I’m sorry, Levai…
I have no intention of letting you go.
It was the moment I reached out to drive the point home.
My hand and shoulder were suddenly grabbed.
“Hey, too close.”
“Close.”
My hand was held by Atlant, my shoulder by Father.
And that wasn’t all—Father created a stream of water that lifted my body up.
Atlant lunged forward eagerly as if to devour me. Second Brother frowned sharply and spoke.
“Why do you act like that only toward that guy?”
“…I don’t know?”
I pondered briefly before answering.
“You know the reason.”
“Hah, are you joking? You’re the one who should distinguish.”
“What?”
“You said they’re different.”
It was a statement where the object was omitted because many were listening, but I understood immediately.
‘You said the past life and this life are different? You’re the one who should distinguish.’
It felt like I’d taken a direct hit.
Then I laughed softly and nodded.
“You’re right. Thanks, Second Brother.”
I also spoke to Father.
“Father, I admit I was careless, so put me down. I think I was too familiar because he resembles a friend I knew before.”
“A friend?”
Father raised his eyebrows slightly, looking displeased.
“Another friend you knew before meeting me?”
When I answered with a laugh, Father merely replied curtly.
“You certainly had many friends for a three-year-old.”
“That’s right. Very many indeed.”
The brief commotion subsided, and the moment arrived for Whale to grasp Father’s hand once more.
This time, it was truly time for the diagnosis.
Father and Whale sat on a sofa in one corner of the underground space, while the rest of us positioned ourselves around them according to our individual preferences.
A tense expression flickered across Whale’s honest face.
‘So it begins.’
But something felt odd.
‘…Why isn’t he saying anything?’
Certainly, when Whale had treated Levai’s wound, a faint light had first emanated from his body, and then he’d spoken the ingredients in a dreamy tone.
Yet now, while light was clearly flowing out….
Whale remained silent.
Not only that, but with his eyes closed, he trembled slightly and perspired profusely.
“…This has never happened before.”
Levai muttered with a grave expression. He too seemed somewhat contemplative.
“Is it dangerous?”
“No, Whale’s ability isn’t dangerous. It won’t harm Whale or Pierre. However….”
Levai pondered with a serious face before speaking.
“Whale has saved people on the very brink of death from a sword wound…but it never took this long.”
Levai’s glasses reflected the light flowing from Whale.
“Moreover, the fact that it’s taking this long….”
“Taking long means what?”
“Hmm, it would be better if you saw it directly.”
I narrowed my eyes.
‘The longer it takes before he starts speaking, the more difficult ingredients will appear, is that it?’
In fact, it was already an incurable disease that even the Orca’s wealth and connections couldn’t treat.
I had steeled myself for difficulty, but surely….
‘A condition harder to save than someone on the brink of death from a sword wound?’
My previously relaxed mind naturally tensed.
‘Right, whatever difficult ingredients appear, I’m prepared for it.’
I will save him no matter what.
Yes, with this resolve in mind.
Moments later, I faced a result I had never anticipated.
Finally, Whale’s eyes slowly opened.
‘Ah! Is it starting?’
Anticipation welled up excitedly.
Whale’s face was hazy, just as when he’d treated Levai.
The young boy’s lips slowly parted.
“One slice of green apple….”
An apple? Easy enough. In this world too, apples were a fruit easy to obtain.
It was in that very moment of thinking so.
“Frost-touched acacia leaves, ten-year-old white horse tail hair, blue horseradish inner grass, mugwort, three-year-old lion vein extracted blood, flower mint, white Baian flower petals, eternal snow, blue beans, Leito sap, fifty-year-old honey, dragon liver, mouse urine grass roots, fourteen-year-old red Kerato poison mushroom, red frog brain, golden crucian carp eggs, wolf claw powder, clean water, hermit crab shell, deep-sea water, one-hundred-year-old swamp moss, white elephant ivory, Badox roots, thousand-year herb, Keirun tree leaves, Bubothubo leaves, twenty-year-old deer spleen, mistletoe fruit, pine needles, one-hundred-year-old oak stem, blue bird tail feathers….”
…What did I just hear?
I blinked my eyes.
Whale’s voice continued for approximately one more minute.
If it weren’t for Levai, who had apparently been waiting since the moment Whale mentioned the ingredients and began taking shorthand with pencil and paper…
‘Damn it! How is he supposed to remember all of this?!’
I could do nothing but blink blankly.
Even the three young orcas, who had been chatting casually until moments ago, had fallen silent.
When Whale’s words finally ended, the surroundings were quiet.
Looking at Father, his expression revealed nothing of what he was thinking.
Moss from a hundred-year-old swamp? What? Ivory from a white elephant? Tail feathers from a blue bird?
By the way, this white elephant and blue bird are animals known to have gone extinct long ago.
It was such a famous fact that even I knew of it, so Father couldn’t possibly not know.
Anger surged within me. The reason was…
‘Is he really telling someone to just go die like this?’
It was a suffocating silence.
“…Hey. Levai.”
I opened my mouth quietly.
“Be honest with me. He’s chanting Buddhist prayers, right?”
“…I don’t know what Buddhist prayers are, but it’s not that.”
“He’s just making stuff up, isn’t he?”
“…No.”
“…He’s not rapping, is he?”
“I don’t know what rapping is, but… it’s not that either.”
Boom! Suddenly a tremendous sound echoed through the underground space.
“Then what is it?!”
Crack—the floor fractured. It was where I had stamped my foot in frustration.
As dust swirled through the air, I couldn’t help but let my fierce expression show.
I know.
It’s not Levai’s fault or Whale’s fault.
But why?
Saving Pierre Aquasiadel, my father… is it harder than saving someone on the brink of death from a sword wound?
Body parts of extinct animals.
The moment I witnessed the impossible before my eyes, anger surged without time for realization.
“You have to live.”
Those who were dying for me seemed to flicker before my eyes.
I hate this.
I only just grew to care about them.
Why?
…I hate watching those I cherish die more than I hate death itself.
“I wish the Matriarch would survive.”
“The Matriarch is more important to me than my own life.”
If that’s the case, I should have trusted no one and given my heart to no one.
I shouldn’t have called him Father.
Why?
‘I wasn’t doing anything I would regret….’
My fists clenched tightly.
I knew it well. My weakness—rushing headlong toward only what is certain—stems from advancing steadily and unwaveringly down the righteous path.
But when an inevitable dead end finally appears,
I despair twice as much as anyone else.
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“Hey, are you alright….”
Atlant reached out his hand but stopped short.
‘This aura is….’
It was a familiar fighting spirit. How could he not recognize it?
It was the fighting spirit of his lord—one he had faced countless times in his previous cycle.
Calypso, as if deaf to Atlant’s words, simply clenched her fist and slammed it against the wall with a thunderous crash.
Her trembling shoulders, which had always seemed so strong, looked as though they might crumble entirely.
But this lasted only a moment.
“What, what is this? What’s happening?”
Agenor and Lirivel were startled. Illia felt the same.
‘What’s going on?’
Agenor had spent the longest time with Calypso among them all, save for Pierre.
But this was the first time he had truly witnessed Calypso’s genuine anger.
No, he thought he had seen it before. Yet it was incomparable to when she had fought with Baian’s gang long ago.
A chill ran down his spine, and his shoulders instinctively shrank back.
‘Can this truly be the fighting spirit of one who has not awakened the power of water?’
Calypso’s true strength, finally revealed, was far beyond anything Agenor could have ever imagined.

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