Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 135

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Chapter 135
Even in the moment when my legs gave out and I couldn’t move, joy bloomed across Agenor’s face.
Where on earth were my sister’s limits?
But at the same time, Agenor felt bewildered by this situation.
Why? What on earth was making me feel this anger?
Meanwhile, for Atlant, Calypso’s furious expression was a familiar sight.
“…Dead? There’s nothing to be done about it.”
“It’s because I’m still weak.”
The Matriarch Calypso Aquasiadel that Atlant knew would sometimes show this face when she couldn’t protect someone.
But Atlant was shocked to discover that Pierre Aquasiadel was such a precious existence to Calypso.
The more I recalled my previous life, the more my current life seemed to fall apart.
I had pretended to be affectionate as a parent and child, but I thought I had never truly allowed her into my heart.
Just as Atlant himself had been, I thought Calypso, who remembered the messy previous life, would not easily give her affection to those around her.
But…
“Hey, hey. Atlant. Still, we’re friends, aren’t we?”
Just as I had gained a friend named Levin in this life, different from my past.
So Pierre Aquasiadel’s existence was special to Calypso too.
Atlant understood with his heart instead of his insufficient mind.
Between this misunderstanding and understanding crossing paths.
No one could approach Calypso, who was gritting her teeth with her fist pressed against the wall.
Levai was at a loss, still holding Whale, whose expression remained dazed.
‘Exactly… She keeps showing me something different every time I look.’
There were things I wanted to say to Calypso, but the pressure bearing down on me, or rather the fighting spirit that dominated this space, made it difficult to speak properly.
At least that fist with blood dripping from it was difficult for even someone as cold as me to witness.
In any case, Calypso was my benefactor and Whale’s.
“Brother, brother.”
“Yeah, Whale.”
“…Calypso looks like she’s hurting. Should I heal her?”
“…I wonder if I can heal this.”
Levai merely sighed after barely answering.
Then, in this moment, only one person approached Calypso.
Water flowing from Pierre lifted Calypso up.
Pierre held Calypso in his embrace and spoke to everyone with a cold expression.
“We need some time.”
…
The moment Calypso was held, the fighting spirit that had pressed down on the air vanished.
“Everyone leave.”
It was an order to dismiss all present.
The last thing those forced to leave saw was Pierre awkwardly patting Calypso.
As everyone climbed the stairs through the underground space, no one spoke a single word until they reached the top of the stairs.
“Did I do something wrong, Levai?”
“No, you didn’t do anything wrong.”
Levai soothed the tearful Whale. Calypso appeared to be only eight years old.
Whale was younger than Calypso.
Just a child with an oversized body.
Levai spoke in a soft and gentle voice.
“Whale, certain shocks can trigger irrational anger. If I had heard that I couldn’t save you, I would have reacted similarly.”
“…Can’t save me?”
“You did your best.”
Levai patted Whale reassuringly.
Yes, Whale had done his best. Thinking this, Levai let out a deep sigh.
“And it’s not that you can’t be saved. It will be extremely difficult, but it’s possible.”
Levai’s expression grew complicated.
Meanwhile, Illia stared fixedly at the basement stairs. The more she recalled it, the more eerie that power felt.
It was both astonishing and remarkable.
So she had been hiding such power all this time?
How had Calypso possibly reached such a level at that age?
Lirivel, standing beside Illia, ran her fingers roughly through her hair and muttered.
“…I thought the gap was marginal.”
True to her nature as an Orca with virtually no empathy even among her kind, frustration rose first.
She had prided herself that there wasn’t such a vast difference between her and Calypso.
That pride now lay shattered.
“Marginal, my foot.”
Lirivel lifted her head fiercely. Anger blazed across her pretty face.
“Atlant Aquasiadel.”
Atlant had mocked me.
“You can’t even beat me right now. You think you can match my sister with that level of skill? That’s hilarious.”
“You want to try?”
Atlant tilted his head nonchalantly.
“Go ahead.”
As Lirivel’s power surged forth, a fierce aquatic force rippled from Atlant as well.
“You’re smart enough to know—isn’t instinct what comes first for us?”
By nature, Lirivel possessed superior innate talent. But Atlant carried memories from his past life.
This gave him exceptional proficiency with his power.
In the tense moment, a beautiful azure light of water slipped between the forces of Atlant and Lirivel.
It was Agenor.
“…I’m not good at emotional understanding or empathy, but I think the one staying quiet is right here. Unless you want to be driven out by your sister.”
At Agenor’s words, the power from Lirivel and Atlant dissipated.
Agenor was right.
Something incomprehensible had occurred, but regardless, all the young Orcas had to do was wait for their master.
For a while, only Levai’s soothing words for Whale echoed in front of the stairs.
That was when it happened.
A small shadow fell across the space where they stood.
Sensing something amiss, Atlant’s head snapped around.
‘What is this…?’
Atlant recognized this power. How could he not?
‘A dragon.’
…The power he had faced before his death. The rampaging Dragon Duke’s power.
When he turned, a small boy stood there.
The boy Calypso affectionately called ‘Yongyang’ every time.
In truth, Atlant had never received a detailed explanation about Ekion.
He had simply accepted that Calypso was temporarily protecting the boy.
The reason he didn’t recognize him was that the Dragon Duke of the third timeline was an entity whose name had never been revealed.
There was also the fact that he only vaguely remembered the face of the adult Dragon Duke.
Whale flinched upon seeing Ekion. Yet no one understood why Whale had become so contemplative.
Ekion looked at each of them in turn, then slowly tilted his head.
“Calypso, why… sad?”
Atlant drew all his strength into his body. He was prepared to gather every ounce of his power to block if necessary.
This was far weaker than he remembered, but it was unmistakably the Dragon Duke’s power.
“Who… cried?”
And not just Atlant, but everyone felt an ominous power in the silence.
Atlant swallowed hard.
Damn it, what was this younger sister doing?
‘What is she raising?’
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Ugh.
I buried my face in both hands, thinking hard.
‘When exactly can I lift my head so it looks completely natural and unbothered?’
Please don’t underestimate me. I was currently in the midst of very serious deliberation.
‘Why did I get so angry anyway?’
I couldn’t understand it.
It was like suddenly screaming from the audience and jumping onto the stage in the middle of a performance.
Among the people who were there just now, is there even one who understands why I did that?
‘There isn’t.’
If anyone, it might be Atlant.
He would know well what it feels like to lose something precious.
I let out a small sigh.
“Have you calmed down now?”
At Father’s final words, I flinched again.
“If you’re embarrassed and can’t lift your head, you may stay like that.”
“…Don’t you realize that makes it even more embarrassing?”
As I muttered quietly, I heard a small sound of wind from above my head.
Ah, he laughed.
“I’m saying you can be like this your whole life if you wish—act freely.”
“You want me to stay like this forever?”
I finally removed my hands and lifted my head. Having pressed so hard to hide myself, the relief felt wonderful.
The light was dazzling and I squinted slightly, when a large hand created a shade for me.
Seeing Father again felt strange.
“I wish you hadn’t seen me.”
“Are you embarrassed?”
“Yes. Actually… what’s truly embarrassing is that I couldn’t maintain my composure in a situation like this.”
I spoke honestly, muttering to myself.
‘Right, I didn’t suddenly lose my temper without reason.’
I could have investigated more before getting angry. But why did that moment have to surface—when everyone was dying back then?
I let out a small sigh.
I had to admit it.
The Father before my eyes had become just as precious to me as Suha and the others from the third timeline, just as precious as those three brothers.
“I wasn’t wrong.”
Father murmured softly while holding me.
“It was because you were thinking of me.”
“Getting angry on a whim?”
“There has never been anyone in my life who would get angry for my sake. That too was not wrong. Though I was surprised you destroyed the wall.”
Father paused to consider, then continued.
“Still, if that’s all you could destroy despite putting all your strength into it, I’m somewhat disappointed.”
“…I held back because I was afraid I might destroy it without any restraint?”
“Even so, is that the extent of your strength?”
His voice carried a slightly playful tone, and I felt a bit exasperated.
At the same time, laughter escaped me.
“Fine. Never mind. Let’s say I wasn’t angry thinking of you.”
As I exchanged various words with Father, I gradually calmed down and became composed.
A moment later, I called Illia and the children back….
What was this?
‘Why do they all have such strange expressions?’
Everyone’s expression was quite peculiar.

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