Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 227

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Chapter 227
“Come on, wake up. Young boy.”
“Damn it, who are you calling young boy?”
I grumbled and pushed myself up from where I lay. Two regressions. My third life.
My mind held so much, yet my body couldn’t keep pace.
It was only natural. In this third life, I had only just awakened to the power of water—still a fledgling.
Moreover, the woman before me was clearly far too skilled in wielding the power of water.
‘The more I think about it, the more curious I become. Who is this woman?’
While I trained alone in the power of water, she appeared suddenly and offered guidance a few times.
Then she simply settled down and became my Teacher.
A month after I stubbornly refused to call her Teacher even unto death, I cleanly relented.
‘No matter how I look at it, she’s not of the direct line.’
Gray hair. The mark of the Orca’s branch families.
Yet peculiarly, white strands gleamed faintly above her gray hair.
I’d heard that rarely, some branch family members possessed such white streaks.
But this was my first time seeing it.
Still, she was very strong and taught well.
That was enough for me.
My Teacher, Sizer, with a handkerchief wrapped around her neck, truly worked me like a dog.
Until I rolled and tumbled my way to strength.
“So where are you headed now?”
Her manner of speech was always inconsistent.
Sometimes she spoke in crude slang so thick that even low-level thugs in back alleys would seem refined by comparison.
Other times, she used elegant speech. Anyone seeing her would easily believe she was a young lady raised in refinement her whole life.
If not for the cigarette holder in one hand, her loose clothing, and her crooked posture, anyone would be easily deceived.
She was beautiful, with a delicate face.
“Where else? I need to return to my family.”
“Is that so?”
“And where will you go now, Teacher?”
And the beautiful face bore a large scar. My personality in this third life—already filled with resentment and malice.
Even with a rougher temperament honed through struggle, it was something I couldn’t ask about carelessly.
“Me? I’m not sure.”
My Teacher, who had been watching me, smiled gently. Without the scar, she would have looked like a refined young lady.
I didn’t know her exact age, but I’d heard she was quite old.
“I have nowhere to go.”
“…Why?”
“I’ve lost everything.”
“…”
Though she was smiling, her words carried a weight I couldn’t respond to.
“It’s all so futile.”
“….”
“Still, when I look back on my life, there’s just one regret that lingers, you know?”
Her tone was affectionate. I couldn’t fathom what kind of life she had lived, or what kind of life she would lead after parting with me.
Sizer spoke to me.
“Goodbye, my final regret.”
She said this, but I didn’t take it to heart. I wasn’t even curious.
“What nonsense is that supposed to be?”
“It exists, that kind of thing.”
In truth, at that moment I had no thoughts beyond becoming the Matriarch when I returned.
So such words didn’t stir anything in me.
“You possess tremendous talent. That’s why you learned in three years what takes others ten years to master.”
Understanding my heart, Sizer always smiled. She smiled at the end too. A smile without regret.
“Achieve what you wish to do.”
“Teacher, how will you live?”
“I’ll live in regret.”
“….”
“Don’t pity me. Everything was of my own making.”
We parted like this, and after I became the Matriarch, I searched for her.
But I never saw Sizer again.
* * *
‘And yet.’
I looked at the old Teacher before me with complicated feelings.
Those scissors generated in her hand were created with the power of water.
The murmuring around us grew louder. When I raised my hand, silence fell at once.
How strange—this person who didn’t show even a trace when I searched for her after becoming the Matriarch in my previous life. She appears here?
“…Calypso.”
Bellus approached me with large strides.
I thought he must have been shocked seeing some woman who wielded the power of water, assuming it was Sizer.
But then—
“…She is our mother.”
“What?”
I whipped my head around.
“Our mother, he says.”
Bellus’s expression looked complicated as he said this, but not nearly as much as mine, which had just taken a nuclear bomb.
‘What kind of sudden melodrama scene is this.’
If I had been eating something, I would have spit it out like an actor in some drama hearing the line “Yena Seongjung is your daughter.”
But Eldest Brother was someone who knew nothing of jokes.
‘Wait, Sizer and Mother are the same person?’
A throbbing pain began in my head.
“Do you hold no resentment?”
“Who are you talking about?”
“Well, your mother. Or your father.”
“You only resent those who deserve your resentment. Why would I blame my mother for dying right after giving birth to me?”
“….”
‘Huh, could it be. Is that why I asked about that in my previous life?’
There are things like that.
When I wasn’t thinking about it at all, I simply passed over it as a fragment fallen to the ground.
But once I knew the entire picture and looked back, I’d think—wait, that was an important piece?!
That sort of thing.
When I first met Sizer, my mind held only one thought: the newly awakened power of water, and the determination to become the Matriarch by training this power.
I was a vengeful spirit consumed by malice.
‘After living two lives like that, how could I not be consumed by malice?’
That’s why I spent all my time with Sizer training without even eating. My heart had no room for anything else, so I barely built any affection.
I scratched my cheek.
‘Sigh, let me calm down first.’
Whether it’s Sizer or my mother. Either way, this is a situation that calls for conversation.
I slowly raised my hand.
“Let’s drop that for now. How about we talk instead?”
Sizer’s eyes fixed on me.
She was still a delicate beauty. The difference was that her face bore no large scars.
So this is what a face without scars feels like….
I noticed her round, innocent eyes—so unlike an orca. That’s when I realized.
‘My eyes came from there.’
“Even if I let him go, I can certainly have a conversation with you.”
“Hmm, just like that?”
Sizer tilted her head. Yet she still held the scissors firmly in her hand.
“You seem to know me. Where have we met before? I couldn’t possibly forget such a pretty face….”
“So why don’t you talk up close with that pretty face? We can make a sea oath not to lay hands on each other, right?”
“You certainly value your life lightly. Fine.”
Only after Sizer completed the oath did she withdraw her power of water.
“So you’re the leader? Shall we talk as leader to leader?”
The way Sizer spoke so calmly, as if she had never taken a hostage, was exactly as I remembered my Teacher.
Since there was nowhere suitable to talk, we came to the Lord’s Castle in the city where Bellus was staying.
Perhaps because of the sea oath we made, Sizer followed me all the way into enemy territory without hesitation.
‘The subordinates who came with her were all sharks, without exception.’
There wasn’t a single orca among them.
There was much to discern from this.
The most important thing was that she had allied with the sharks.
Bellus looked troubled throughout, but he left without complaint at my command to leave us alone.
“Are we siblings?”
“….”
“Not alike at all.”
I leaned back against the chair with ease, my legs crossed.
“You don’t resemble each other, yet how did you know you’re siblings?”
“….”
Sizer, who had been staring at me intently, broke into a smile. It was the smile of a beautiful woman.
“The two of you are famous, aren’t you? The Eldest and the youngest under the Orca Matriarch.”
“You speak as if we have no connection at all.”
Sizer swallowed her laughter without responding.
“Would it be alright if I smoked some medicinal herbs?”
“Make yourself comfortable.”
Sizer placed a pipe gently between her lips and spoke softly.
“You’re not asking if it’s tobacco. That’s the question I hear most from people meeting me for the first time.”
“….”
“Where have you seen me before?”
True to her nature as an Orca, her gaze was quite sharp and vigilant.
“But we didn’t gather here for this kind of talk.”
Soon after, she set down the pipe and Sizer began to address the main matter.
“Pleased to meet you. I’m the leader of the group that commands the Sharks. My name is Sizer. Though it seems you already knew my name?”
“You command the Sharks? Then what about Shek?”
“He’s the leader of those who abandoned us.”
Sizer explained.
The Sharks, she said, were divided into two major factions. One was the group led by Shek—those who harbored, as we well knew, tremendous resentment and hatred toward the Orca.
“Not everyone inherited the ancestors’ hatred. When you’re struggling just to survive, why bother inheriting the will of ancestors you don’t even remember? There were those who thought this way. Do you follow so far?”
“That’s the group you lead?”
Sizer nodded.
“Truth be told, only a few species of Sharks are extreme; most desire peace. We’re just ordinary Beastkin after all. But when the other side doesn’t even try to talk and kills even their own kind, what choice do we have? We chose to live quietly in hiding.”
From what I knew, Sizer was strong.
Yet she had chosen to live quietly with those who followed her rather than crush Shek?
“But now that the savage Sharks have all been eliminated, I came to ask you not to wipe out the Shark species entirely.”
“….”
“I’ve already cast out all the twisted ones from my group.”
“….”
“What remains are only the sick, the elderly, and young children.”
Suha, who had appeared alongside Sizer, also looked quite young.
It was as good as openly stating that there were almost no combat personnel.
In that case, Sizer alone would have struggled to start a war.
I understood the circumstances.
She had appeared because she feared I might round up or kill all the Sharks.
But a question remained.
“Why go to such lengths?”
I asked the question calmly, my tone tinged with curiosity.
“Aren’t you an Orca?”

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