Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 215

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Chapter 215
“I saw it.”
The Dragon Duke agreed without difficulty. I wondered if there was any slim chance I’d misread the situation, but.
‘So that’s how it is.’
After semi-coercion, the Shark Beastkin ended up guiding us directly to their base.
The shortcut Levai had investigated couldn’t be used anymore.
But it wasn’t rendered useless.
‘If that bastard has any ulterior motives, Levai will catch on first.’
The moment he leads us down a suspicious path, we’ll be able to notice immediately.
Just before departure, the Shark Beastkin fumbled through his introduction.
“I-I’m a Remora Shark Beastkin. Gamora!”
“Huh?”
I clicked my tongue.
A remora shark.
Though the name contains ‘shark,’ to be precise, these creatures were far removed from actual sharks.
Rather, they were closer in species to jacks or pompano.
‘A creature that doesn’t even belong to the mainstream… and they didn’t kill this one but drove him away?’
The shark faction that had settled in the Wasteland was so merciless even to their own kind that they would kill easily rather than merely cast out.
The more I thought about it, the more suspicious things seemed.
“You said you saw those sharks making contact with mainland creatures?”
“Y-yes…!”
“Then how are you still alive?”
“That’s…”
The creature explained desperately.
The sharks who drove him out probably wouldn’t have thought he’d attend their meeting.
“A small fry like me… they never would have thought I’d learn such important secrets…!”
Hearing that, I asked without giving him a moment’s pause.
“Have you ever encountered or made contact with a mainland Beastkin?”
“Y-yes?!”
“Even if you just brushed past them. Even if your eyes just met.”
Gamora’s face went pale. I could tell the answer without hearing it.
That was the right answer.
“By any chance, did the eyes of the one you made contact with or whose gaze met yours have golden irises like this man here? Golden hair too?”
“W-what are you talking about? That’s…”
Atlant was about to say ‘characteristics of the royal family’ but closed his mouth.
He must have realized I don’t speak without reason.
“Right. Looks like they’ve come to visit our front yard.”
I let out a short laugh.
Yes, after nine long years, you’re definitely not the type to sit quietly and wait obediently.
“The power of the land. Especially among the abilities used by the royal family, there’s a power called ‘brainwashing.’ It’s not widely known.”
Perhaps it was because aquatic Beastkin and terrestrial Beastkin were natural enemies.
Terrestrial Beastkin revered and worshipped lions, making them susceptible to brainwashing.
Aquatic Beastkin, by contrast, possessed relative resistance to this ability and fell under its influence less easily.
“D-do you mean to say I’ve… I’ve fallen under a vicious spell?”
“Yes, it seems so. Otherwise, your eyes wouldn’t have gleamed gold when you opened them.”
Gamora’s expression became that of someone who had choked while eating rice cakes.
“I had no idea the Imperial Palace possessed such an ability.”
“Why would it be common knowledge?”
Levai’s face asked ‘then how do you know of it?’ but I simply ignored him.
“So that’s why I kept him alive.”
I laughed softly.
“What are you doing? Lead the way.”
“Y-yes!”
* * *
Gamora glanced backward.
Or rather, he tried to look back but flinched at the sharp pressure and kept his gaze fixed ahead—that would be the accurate description.
We had been walking for about half a day.
From behind, a loud, resonant voice struck his ears as if meant to be overheard.
“Hey, you’re really taking him with you even knowing the truth?”
“Why not?”
It was a conversation between two Orcas. Gamora pressed his heart down and eavesdropped.
“You said he was brainwashed? That he doesn’t even know what brainwashing is?”
“That’s right.”
“N-no. Do you really need to shove your head into your opponent’s mouth to be satisfied?”
“If the one inserting their face is the apex predator, the story changes. Who would be eaten?”
“…”
If one glanced back discreetly, a large male Orca Beastkin pounding his chest would come into view.
Atlant, if I recalled correctly. The second son of the Matriarch of Aquasiadel.
And that woman was certainly Calypso Aquasiadel, the youngest daughter.
She had been famous for sleeping long and being unable to use the power of water, earning her the reputation of a half-wit.
But she was the very one who had changed that rumor herself by roaming the Wasteland.
Moreover, her beauty and elegance were the subject of much gossip.
Indeed, word of her beauty had even reached the enemy Imperial Palace, so it was fitting.
Of course, if she were a terrestrial Beastkin, even acknowledging that beauty, they would be displeased and quick to disparage it, unwilling to let their true feelings show.
“So what? That’s why he took the new Oath of the Sea. He can’t betray now. Not if he values his life.”
Gamora barely managed to calm his pounding heart.
His lips tingled.
“If it was designed that way from the start? How many would choose suicide?”
“That’s why we tested it.”
Gamora recalled the Oath of the Sea he had undergone multiple times.
It contained various terms and conditions.
Starting with an oath that I would die immediately if I lied, followed by an oath that I harbored no hidden schemes or secrets….
Even an oath proving that I had truly betrayed the Sharks….
Gamora laughed wickedly to herself.
‘Ha, how foolish.’
Since ancient times, what good is strength without wit, or wit without cunning?
These fools had always used their minds only for squabbling among themselves.
‘They don’t even know that the Oath of the Sea holds no sway over me, yet they trust it so readily.’
The moment Gamora recalled this fact, her gaze grew distant.
Three seconds later, she tilted her head in confusion.
‘Wait, what was I thinking about?’
As she tilted her head, she felt a murderous aura from behind and shrank back with a gasp.
Sensing a sharp gaze from the side, she turned to look.
A handsome man with an enigmatic air, wearing glasses, was regarding her calmly.
‘Ah, the Dolphin…was it?’
The man called Levai stared at Gamora before turning away.
His gaze was as if he were appraising a tool.
Dolphins were renowned for their intelligence, but they were still aquatic animal Beastkin.
There was no way he could know the secret I harbored.
Gamora laughed silently to herself, calculating the benefits she would gain.
After that, we walked for roughly two days straight.
As night fell, a massive fortress appeared before us.
“Well, what’s this? You didn’t fall behind, weakling?”
“Is that what you’re referring to? That’s far better than having a weak brain, I’d say.”
“What? My brain is perfectly fine?”
You should have started by pointing out that brains have no bones. That’s why it won’t work.”
“…You bastard. Want to get hit?”
Levai and Atlant were always bickering.
More precisely, Atlant always started the quarrels and came away empty-handed each time.
The fortress was right before us.
In other words, Gamora’s role had come to an end.
‘Time to slip away….’
While Gamora busily plotted her escape like a rat scurrying away.
She glanced at the others who had gathered to rest for a moment.
Atlant’s water power enveloped Gamora’s body, so even at a distance, she could not flee.
But when the time came, she would escape. She had more than enough methods prepared.
Gamora’s gaze fixed on one figure.
A large man with blue hair and golden eyes.
He had been with us all along but spoke hardly at all….
I couldn’t even recall ever hearing his name spoken.
Calypso called him “you,” Atlant said “hey,” and Levai approached him directly instead of calling out to him.
The Male Protagonist only engaged in conversation when Calypso spoke to him.
His eyes were indifferent.
What was the relationship between these two? Gamora’s eyes filled with curiosity.
‘Are they lovers?’
It was a sinister question.
It couldn’t be otherwise. Though she seemed distant at times, whenever Calypso’s gaze turned toward the Male Protagonist, her expression would soften remarkably, her frown melting away.
Her face became so tender that even Gamora herself would sometimes find herself staring openly at it.
Judging by how Atlant and Levai nearby pretended not to notice—as if this wasn’t a one or two-time occurrence.
Calypso herself seemed unaware of her own state.
‘Hmm, does that household permit marriage even between different species?’
Gamora tilted her head in private contemplation.
As he pondered, a shadow fell across his path.
When he looked up, Calypso gazed down at him with a cold stare.
Gamora felt a murderous intent and bloodlust that made his flesh crawl, yet simultaneously experienced a peculiar sensation.
How should one even describe this….
“You’ve arrived?”
He couldn’t fathom how this small force intended to take that fortress.
That city would surely not crumble easily.
Gamora, recalling the traps scattered throughout, was suppressing a silent laugh when—
“Now, guide us again.”
“…What?”
“You’re a Shark Beastkin, right? Then you’d know about ‘that’—something everyone knows about.”
“I, I don’t….”
Calypso laughed with a smirk.
“A self-destruct mechanism.”

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