Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 207

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Chapter 207
It was truly something I had never anticipated.
The words I had naturally tried to use to comfort Third Brother slipped from my memory.
I barely restrained myself from jumping up and carefully hardened my expression instead.
“Is this really true?”
In truth, there hadn’t been a complete absence of information over the years. Though rare, I had found leads about three times.
‘They were all either false information or accessories that merely resembled it in shape and color.’
Because of this, suspicion naturally came first.
Third Brother also nodded with a solemn expression, as if he understood.
His gaze toward me remained as blindly devoted as always, but his expression had become more composed.
“To be precise, it’s not about ‘Lineius’ itself, but rather a clue about the one who possesses it.”
“…Someone has it?”
“Yes.”
Agenor explained. Someone had been seen possessing ‘Lineius’.
The description provided by the witness nearly matched the appearance of Lineius that I had described.
As I listened quietly, the witness’s account seemed remarkably detailed. It held credibility.
“So who is this witness?”
“A resident of the Wasteland. A weak Beastkin.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. Apparently my sister had rescued them before. That’s why they cooperated with unusual enthusiasm in identifying them.”
“I see.”
Additionally, Third Brother mentioned that the Beastkin was a Whale Shark Beastkin.
Unfortunately, I had no memory of who they were at all.
‘There should be only one or two such Beastkin.’
I had rescued far too many Beastkin over three years.
Too many to remember individually.
Now that I thought about it, speaking of rescuing… something came to mind.
‘Wasn’t that content rather strange?’
I briefly recalled events from the Wasteland.
These were stories I had heard while continuously operating there over the past several years.
It seemed there was another person who, like me, had worked to prevent the Sharks’ tyranny in the Wasteland.
“He was a remarkable young boy!”
“He helped us for years… just like you, miss! We never even got to thank him properly…”
All those I had rescued gave identical testimonies.
A young boy, a child with great strength. He had knocked down the Sharks with astonishing power and helped them.
Moreover, he was an Orca Beastkin, they said?
‘An Orca…’
It was a word that stirred something in my memory.
However, the testimonies had largely been consistent in calling him a “young boy,” and everyone spoke of it as if it had happened years ago.
As if he had vanished before becoming a young man.
The most recent sighting had been approximately three years ago.
‘That would have been when I was still asleep.’
I recalled the last story I’d heard about him.
“It’s been three years since we last saw him. After he saved our child, he lured away the Shark pack and disappeared elsewhere. …I worry. I hope he’s doing well?”
A Crucian Carp Beastkin. One with a congenital weakness in memory, but possessing a special ‘talent’ in exchange.
Even those with such limitations remembered that day with perfect clarity.
“Orca. Orca….”
It was a word I longed to hear.
Because among my subordinates in the third cycle, there had been an Orca Beastkin who displayed tremendous talent.
‘Hauser.’
I rolled the name—dusty from disuse—across my tongue.
Could it really be you?
But why had he vanished so suddenly?
‘In the third cycle, I met him after he’d grown into a young man…. But I heard he showed remarkable talent even as a boy.’
Considering his special ability, escaping from a gathered crowd would be far from difficult for him.
Though it might not be Hauser.
‘The physical description was similar though.’
If it really was Hauser, why had he appeared in the wasteland only to vanish again so suddenly?
While I was lost in these thoughts, Agenor seemed to be contemplating something as well.
A belated answer finally emerged.
“It was a Shark.”
“Huh?”
“The one presumed to possess ‘Lineius’ was a Shark, apparently.”
My eyes widened. How did that end up in the Shark pack’s hands?
Agenor, reading my expression without difficulty, shrugged his shoulders.
Well, how would he know?
“…So many things have changed, things like this happen too.”
I murmured softly and lifted my head.
“So where is that bastard?”
I heard Third Brother’s answer and my eyes widened.
“West? Pansaea? You’re sure that’s the place?”
“Yeah. Would I lie to my sister?”
Pansaea. It was a city located in the West of the wasteland.
Though called a city, it was practically part of the wasteland itself—barren and closer to a slum.
A place rife with crime.
And at the same time.
‘Isn’t that one of my planned bases to raid?’
One of the Sharks’ last two strongholds.
“The timing is absolutely ridiculous….”
I’d finally found a lead, yet of all places, it had to be there.
“Right? But this time it won’t be easy…. No, wait.”
“What?”
The Third Brother fell silent and simply looked at me, then nodded to himself.
“I was thinking it’s a bit much for my younger sister to take down an entire village alone…. But then I realized, what’s impossible for my younger sister?”
“…Am I a god? You have a tendency to see me far too favorably sometimes.”
“But… I still can’t imagine my younger sister losing, you know?”
With fervent devotion and admiration blazing in his eyes, he sounded like some kind of fanatic.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity.
This was exactly how he saw me in my previous life as well.
“Yeah. Thanks.”
“So when are you leaving?”
“…As soon as possible?”
Originally, I had planned to stay with the family for quite some time this visit.
But now that I had a rough idea of where ‘Lineius’ was located, I couldn’t afford to linger.
Moreover, the Shark Beastkin that the Third Brother mentioned was apparently the leader of Pansea Fortress.
I had to account for the possibility that he might move.
“I’ll need to take Levai with me.”
“The Dolphin? Why him?”
“He knows the geography best.”
“He doesn’t even have combat ability.”
The Third Brother turned his head slightly and grumbled. It seemed he was trying to invite himself along.
“You have other things to do besides Lineius anyway.”
“I know.”
The Third Brother’s expression grew regretful as he stood up from his seat.
Just as it seemed he would leave, he suddenly spoke when he reached the door.
“…So who are you planning to take this time, Atlant?”
“Right. I’m thinking of taking him.”
It seemed that this Third Brother had no intention of calling Atlant his older brother in this life either, even if it killed him.
As I was thinking this, Agenor’s heavy voice dropped like a stone.
“Why are you only close with your older brothers?”
I stopped abruptly without meaning to.
When I lifted my head, I saw Agenor’s expressionless face—as if asking when I had been smiling so brightly.
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing. It’s just something I feel sometimes.”
“….”
Older brothers. He meant Bellus and Atlant. If there were conversations I only shared with those two….
‘It’s about the third cycle.’
I let out a small sigh internally.
I briefly considered telling him everything, but unlike Father, Agenor was the older brother who died protecting me.
My hesitation didn’t last long.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but does it matter?”
“…No. I wouldn’t dare contradict what the Matriarch says-.”
“That’s not it.”
I tossed out the words carelessly.
“The fact that you’re my first subordinate doesn’t change. Right?”
“…What?”
“You’re my first subordinate. You said it yourself, didn’t you?”
Agenor, momentarily at a loss for words, soon flushed his cheeks a peach blossom hue.
…Ugh, I hate this.
His eyes became even more fanatical.
“Right. I’m the first. Then.”
“…Yes. Since you’ve acknowledged it, go do your work.”
“Yes! Oh, can I ask you just one more thing?”
“What?”
“You said you were going to raid the Shark’s den with that Dolphin Retainer, right?”
“And?”
“Can I hit him just once beforehand?”
“…Why would you hit someone who’s done nothing wrong?”
“So he stops hitting on you!”
“….”
It seemed unlikely he’d ever come to like me in this lifetime.
I wanted to say this, but instead I simply shook my head and ordered him not to hit anyone.
‘This lunatic… if it weren’t an order, he’d go beat him senseless.’
Third Brother left the room humming.
Even as he stepped into the corridor, I shook my head at the humming that echoed back.
Soon I gazed beyond the window and fell into calm contemplation.
The East.
If I kept going farther and farther east.
‘The Imperial Palace lies there.’
Dealing with the Sharks was merely a matter of this land—reinforcing my foundation for the aquatic beastkin.
Once I quietly finished this task.
…That is my final destination.
‘The source of all calamity.’
The Male Protagonist who destroyed the world.
And one of the architects who cast Ekion into a terrible hell even in this lifetime.
I had not forgotten the grudge I bore against him.

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