Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 235

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Chapter 235
I hadn’t suspected Whale from the very beginning.
Ekion had likely truly lost his memories.
He was someone who had observed Ekion and Calypso for over a decade.
That Ekion could look at Calypso with emotionless eyes. No, with confused eyes.
I couldn’t help but believe it.
Similarly, Whale had been absolutely convinced that Ekion had lost his memories.
But gradually, he began to sense something amiss in Ekion’s demeanor.
At some point, Ekion’s gaze had begun to focus solely on Calypso once more.
Affection had clearly layered itself over eyes that had been filled only with confusion.
Ironically, because he had observed him as a rival for so long, he understood better than anyone.
That Ekion’s memories had returned, or that some equivalent change had occurred.
He had noticed it first, even before Calypso herself.
Apart from his gaze alone, Whale occasionally felt an inexplicable familiarity emanating from Ekion.
More precisely, when observing Ekion’s power, or his retainer Tus.
After researching his own power, Whale had reached a conclusion: he, the White Whale, could not help but be drawn to Dragons.
Whale’s ability was healing.
To be precise, he had thought it was healing by paying a price according to the law of equivalent exchange.
But the more he researched, the more new truths he discovered.
The ability Whale wielded was precisely returning the body’s condition to ‘before the wound’ by paying a price.
Whale had decided to call it ‘temporal regression.’
Though limited to healing, it was ultimately a power related to time.
So Whale wondered if that was why he felt an indefinable familiarity from Ekion’s power.
Looking at it in this light.
When he claimed to have lost his memories, Ekion’s power had been in turmoil, and his retainer Tus was no longer visible.
Of course, Tus was still not visible now either.
But Ekion’s power was drawing a remarkably stable line.
Perhaps only he in this world could perceive it.
“…So that’s what I think. What about you?”
Whale laid out everything he had observed and felt, and all his deductions based on them.
Until all his words were finished, Ekion remained silent.
Whale was certain of Ekion’s state.
Separately, he also kept in mind the possibility that Ekion might deny everything.
Should that happen, he would go to Calypso….
“The White Whale.”
Ekion slowly opened his mouth.
“Is it true that your White Whale received a portion of power long ago as compensation for serving the First Emperor?”
“…What?”
“I see. So that’s why you couldn’t help but know.”
Ekion’s answer was something Whale had never anticipated.
Moreover, he seemed to be answering Whale, yet simultaneously appeared to be speaking into empty air.
For a moment, I wondered if Ekion had lost his mind.
“What? Hold on. So I was right?”
“….”
Ekion’s silence typically meant affirmation. This time was no exception.
Whale’s expression twisted slightly.
“Why won’t you even deny it?”
“Because you’re already certain?”
“So you won’t play dumb either? If that’s the case, why is Calypso deceiving you?”
I suspected it, but it was true.
Whale was confident in his hypothesis.
Yet part of him considered there was a slim chance he could be wrong, and he’d expected with higher probability that Ekion would deny it rather than confirm…!
Whale felt his strength drain away, exhaling a sigh as he sat across from Ekion.
This Dragon Duke had always been this way even as a child, but his talent for turning one’s insides upside down remained fantastic even in adulthood.
Moreover, look at those eyes that grew subtly sharp the moment Calypso’s name was mentioned.
If he would react so sensitively to that, why on earth had he kept his mouth shut?
Whale decided to organize his thoughts methodically.
“You definitely lost your memories?”
“Yes.”
“So they came back after you lost them?”
“…Yes.”
Ekion nodded slowly.
Whale was astounded once again.
He knew well that since Ekion lost his memories, Calypso hadn’t even called him by his name.
He’d even heard directly that she referred to him as the “Dragon Duke” even in his absence.
“So now you’re exactly the Ekion I know?”
“Presumably.”
Ekion stared into empty space for a moment.
“…Though something bothersome has attached itself to me.”
When I asked if that bothersome thing was the “First Emperor’s memories” or something he’d heard from Calypso, he confirmed it was true.
So that’s why he’d rambled on about White Whale ancestors he didn’t even know about himself?
The more I heard, the more absurd it became.
I even questioned whether the man before me was truly Ekion.
His obsession with Calypso was so intense it surpassed all else, yet why had he endured such treatment from her?
“Why did you go this far?”
When the most crucial question spilled forth, Ekion, who had been answering with such willing compliance, clamped his mouth shut.
He then stared into empty space or toward the window for a long while before slowly opening his mouth.
“When I suddenly matured, the overload caused me to lose my memories.”
This much Whale already knew. Though he’d only just learned the reason for the memory loss.
“The memories gradually returned, but they brought unwelcome truths with them.”
The difference between Ekion before and after his growth was that extended conversations were now possible, unlike before.
“I once had my power stolen from me. At a time I never anticipated.”
“Your power?”
What did that have to do with anything? Whale’s question was valid.
“It matters. Because the person who stole my power was Calypso.”
Whale was even more confused. Calypso took it? When?
But since he’d met Ekion before Calypso, he assumed it must have happened then.
What mattered was that Ekion had learned this fact as he grew.
“Because of that, even though I’ve grown, I remain in an incomplete state.”
To the extent that my subordinate Tus is completely blocking my power from seeping in and causing me to rampage.
“So… Calypso stole your power, so you resent her? Is that why you haven’t been saying anything?”
“No.”
Ekion lowered his head slightly.
Whale’s mouth clamped shut in an instant.
An immense aura was flowing from Ekion that he hadn’t anticipated.
This power was pressing down on his shoulders.
“Dragons… possess an excessively strong possessive desire.”
A low voice flowed from Ekion.
He had come to understand this as he grew.
Being unstable meant easily going into a rampage.
A dragon’s rampage is equivalent to ‘resetting’ the timeline of that place.
For that to happen, destruction would come first, and after that, both he and Calypso would repeat their lives once more.
Ekion felt it.
Ekion, who had acquired even the dragon’s possessive desire along with his growth… would rampage if he didn’t receive Calypso’s love.
What was more serious was that the dragon’s instinct couldn’t acknowledge the precious beings in Calypso’s life.
If he couldn’t control his possessiveness and obsession.
He would destroy Calypso’s precious ones.
After that, he would receive Calypso’s hatred. As a natural consequence, he would rampage and the timeline would repeat.
That was not a result Calypso wanted.
Because Calypso.
“My dream in this life is to grow old and die. To live out my entire lifespan.”
When his memories returned, Ekion realized that Calypso had been disappointed in him for losing his memories and had distanced herself.
Yet Calypso couldn’t abandon him.
Seeing this, Ekion took a gamble for the first and last time.
If he pretended to have lost his memories like now.
Calypso would give him only an appropriate degree of attention.
Testing whether he could endure that.
This gamble had unfortunately failed miserably.
Ekion swallowed the thirst rising within him, but he was gradually reaching his limit.
“…Why didn’t you tell Calypso the truth?”
“Calypso will try to accommodate whatever you want.”
In truth, Calypso had always been willing to accommodate Ekion and do anything for him, but at some point, he realized that such consideration was merely something he extended to someone less mature than himself.
He had desperately wanted to grow, to become his equal.
Back then, he had believed he could protect Calypso.
He hadn’t known that a dragon’s instinct would become an obstacle.
Ekion had only learned about love through words. Books had taught him this.
“To love and care for someone means not doing the things they dislike, and to endure, they said.”
What was a dragon’s instinct in the face of that?
If Calypso disliked it, he shouldn’t do it.
“I can endure.”
“Until when, exactly?”
Whale thought that the one hearing this story should have been Calypso, not himself.
But he didn’t let it show.
He wasn’t in a good mood.
He wanted to be the one and only person to Calypso, but that didn’t mean he had wished for Ekion, his former rival, to wear such a pathetic expression.
“In my opinion, you’ve made a truly foolish choice.”
Whale sighed and spoke with deliberate clarity.
The very thing he had wanted to say since entering this room.
“Even if you lose Calypso because of this…”
Ekion, who had been looking down, slowly raised his head. His gleaming golden eyes held Whale’s gaze.
“Will you just stand by and do nothing?”
Ekion slowly closed his eyes, then opened them.
Within them lay a sharp, piercing light that glimmered in the luminescence.

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