Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 309

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Side Story Episode 34
“Sister, is this the right way?”
In the pitch-black night, only lanterns illuminated the streets of the Aquasiadel territory.
It was a dark alley. Out with Agenor, I simply nodded at his whispered question without answering.
Beastkin whose animal origins were nocturnal creatures often wandered about in the dead of night.
Perhaps because of this, even the quiet streets occasionally saw passersby.
“Did you investigate? Any signs of people?”
“…None.”
Agenor shook his head.
“I searched thoroughly with water magic, but there’s not a single person in this alley. Is this the right place?”
I nodded quietly.
At the same time, I recalled what had happened earlier today.
“Ah, it’s finished.”
Sorte had ground down all one thousand horns that the Narwhal Family Head had commissioned. It was faster than I’d anticipated.
Sorte was usually talkative, but for some reason, he hadn’t said a word until the work was complete.
So I’d sat there for a moment, reflecting on my third playthrough. When I returned to Aquasiadel to become the Matriarch.
‘Sorte was already dead back then too.’
Heila has an excellent eye for identifying people who would interfere with her work. And her execution is top-tier.
In any case, once the Narwhal Family Head’s task was complete, his expression was worth seeing. Well, he acknowledged it since he’d sworn by the Oath of the Sea.
As Sorte left the Narwhal Family estate, he said:
“I’ll tell you Heila’s location. Go tonight. Before the traces disappear.”
Sorte conveyed the information while gazing at the starlit sky. Since he couldn’t know it in real-time, he added that I should go as quickly as possible.
He also said he couldn’t come along since he couldn’t reveal that he was the Sorte of the main timeline.
Instead, he provided the information with perfect accuracy.
‘He’s reliable when it comes to deals.’
The more I see of him, the more I like him.
I wish I’d known him when we were younger.
I lifted my head.
“The absence of any presence might be a trap.”
Streams of water swirled up around me. Agenor let out a small exclamation of admiration.
“Wait, sister. If you can handle water magic this skillfully, why have you been pretending you couldn’t all this time? You even fooled us!”
My older brothers interpreted my sudden use of water magic this way.
That I’d known how to use it all along, but had only used my fists.
It was a ridiculous misunderstanding. But I didn’t correct it.
“Found it.”
The water streams seeped into the ground and penetrated downward. I discovered a strange space beneath this alley’s floor.
‘Detection isn’t my specialty.’
But if I’m looking at it while knowing all the information values thanks to Sorte, it’s easy.
“Let’s go. That building.”
“Huh? It looks so dilapidated… Oh.”
Agenor seemed to have noticed as well. The building I pointed to was subtly surrounded by concealed water power.
We carefully infiltrated the building.
As expected, there were people inside.
‘…Those bastards.’
One face looked familiar. A cadet branch following Baian.
“Begin.”
The moment Agenor exerted his power, a man gasped—”Ugh!”—his feet flailing as he hung suspended in the air.
“Intruders!”
“So many people to torment, so many. Hehehehe.”
A fun task my sister had permitted. Agenor muttered to himself while keeping his form hidden.
The reason I repeatedly ordered Agenor to guard the house whenever a fight broke out became perfectly clear.
He was a genius focused on assassination, covert disposal, and defense.
“I’m leaving the rear to you. Don’t play too messily.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
After entrusting this place to Agenor, I investigated the building.
‘The basement.’
There were many people only on the 1st floor. The deeper I went, the fewer people there were. In fact, there were none at all.
I descended the stairs and used water power to reach a hidden chamber.
‘Tsk, it’s empty.’
The chamber was vacant. Only brightly burning candles remained.
‘Until recently… someone was here.’
I read the traces left in the chamber. Documents were scattered across the table.
I discovered a familiar handwriting.
‘Heila was here.’
Through suppressing Heila’s rebellions multiple times, I had become able to decipher their faction’s secret codes.
‘She didn’t abandon this place because of me.’
Heila clearly hadn’t thought I would discover this. Otherwise, no matter how urgent the situation, she would have burned all these documents.
The moment I read the documents, a chill ran through me.
“…Seahorse and clownfish.”
An unpleasant shudder traced down my spine.
I clicked my tongue softly.
Then, gathering all the documents, I unhesitatingly smashed the table.
Crash!
The impact was so tremendous from my power that the basement trembled.
“Interesting.”
Through these documents, I learned that Heila knew about the eight families the Orca Family Matriarch and Matriarch had mentioned, as well as the “special privilege.”
Moreover, she had already occupied two families.
It wasn’t all bad news.
‘She clearly has no idea that Sorte can track her.’
Thanks to these documents….
I think I can figure out where Heila is currently staying.
Wait for me, you damned human.
I’ll deal with you right now and come back.
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Lilibell Aquasiadel was a cunning Orca skilled in schemes.
And she knew her own appearance well. Fierce yet beautiful—if she let tears fall, she could inspire enough pity to be heartbreaking.
“Aha, you shouldn’t cry like that~”
“Oh, these sweets are delicious. Your younger sister mentioned something like ‘popcorn’? Is that the name? So Lilibell, will that much do? Cry more. Nom.”
Lilibell’s slender shoulders trembled. Her silhouette was nothing but thin. Yet the girl possessed the strength to beat those damned two cousins to a pulp.
“Ugh, damn it. What are you doing, Lilibell!”
Agenor dangled in the air with his legs caught, flailing his arms wildly.
‘That’s how it should be.’
But Sorte dodged far too easily.
“Sorte doesn’t like pain.”
‘What is this, really.’
With that smug face of his.
Agenor freed himself from his own strength and grumbled.
“Why am I even here? Your younger sister told me to watch your acting.”
“I don’t need it, so get lost.”
Lilibell pressed her throbbing head firmly.
‘Calypso, why did she pick up something like that.’
Doesn’t she know eating anything causes problems? But the defeated must remain silent.
Lilibell focused quietly on her task.
“Come on, make your tears look more pitiful.”
“Blink your eyes more. Like Sorte does, blink blink~”
Agenor, who had once brilliantly acted the victim at an intermediate institution, instructed her.
And Sorte, the rising star of madness, pointed out with his smug face.
Thus Lilibell was able to safely practice what Calypso had ordered.
‘I want to kill them all.’
The only side effect was unbearable resentment.
What Calypso had ordered Lilibell to do was simple.
Go to her older brother Baian and surrender with belly exposed.
Even shed pitiful tears while doing so.
For Lilibell, who had once glared at Baian with bloodshot eyes even after being beaten in childhood, it was arduous.
But recalling the days she lived holding her breath in fear of her mother’s wrath made it not so difficult at all.
“…Well. You live long and see everything. Your stiff neck bending like this? Bow down more.”
So Baian’s mockery was nothing to her.
If Calypso won anyway.
If Sorte ascended to the position of successor as Calypso desired, then that bastard….
Would die by my hand.
Baian was the only one who knew where Heila currently was.
The aggressive Atlant had suggested kidnapping and torturing Baian to extract the information instead.
Calypso suspected that Heila had surely placed a geas on Baian. Lirivel agreed with this assessment.
Thus, after much deliberation, Lirivel managed to meet Heila.
“Heila’s plan requires one more direct descendant of the Orca line. And the easiest one to mobilize is… you, Lirivel.”
Calypso had narrowed down several likely locations where Heila might be based on materials obtained from the basement.
Lirivel arrived at one of those candidates, and surprisingly, Calypso’s deduction proved correct.
“It’s been a while.”
After all, I had found my mother, who was said to have disappeared from that place.
Heila’s eyes gleamed fiercely, like a warrior of the Wasteland.
Originally, she had been the shadowy power manipulating her husband from behind the scenes. But this was different. She no longer resembled the elegant noblewoman she had always pretended to be.
“I heard an interesting story. You’re going to help your brother?”
Lirivel harbored no affection for her mother. Or rather, could I even call her that?
Of course, the desire to kill her was a separate matter. Shouldn’t she pay the price for the abuse she inflicted while treating me so differently from my brother?
“…Yes, that’s right.”
Lirivel replied obediently while kneeling, but—
The next moment, I felt a torrent of water constricting my throat. My feet lifted gradually into the air.
“Gasp, cough.”
“Is that so? How grateful I am that you’ll cooperate… But what can I do? All I need is a dead daughter.”
Lirivel struggled. I had to resist and thrash about here.
But the water current I summoned was helplessly blocked by Heila’s barrier. Heila smirked with satisfaction.
“If not for that frail body, you would have been quite remarkable. I wish you had been more docile or stupid.”
“Gasp, mother, cough, you…”
“Yes. Since I gave birth to you, I can use you as I please, can’t I? Give me back the life I gave you.”
Good child. Just as the smiling woman reached out her hand—
Lirivel’s mouth twisted upward in a grin. It was the moment Heila hesitated.
“…You pathetic thing.”
“…What?”
Thud. Someone fell down behind Heila.
“Pathetic, I said. Even abandoned by your own daughter.”
Heila’s breath caught. Not only because of the situation. Thick currents of water bound her neck, arms, and legs.
“Quite difficult to meet, isn’t it?”
Crash. She was forced to her knees by tremendous power. Gasping for breath, she lifted her head—
“I missed you so much, Grandmother.”
A small girl, barely nine years old, yet appearing immense, was smiling.
Calypso Aquasiadel.
Even under the girl’s hateful gaze, she merely smiled with contempt.
“We have some unfinished business to settle, don’t we?”
Shall we finally end this tiresome grudge?
Once I deal with you, I can finally go home.

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