Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 311

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Side Story: Act 36
When playing hide-and-seek, who feels more tension? Obviously, the one being chased.
A month had passed.
During that time, I had destroyed five of Heila’s hideouts.
Each time I eliminated one, I imagined what expression she would wear.
Thinking of that woman who had thrown Cali into danger and laughed—it was a delightful affair.
‘Should I praise her for escaping, or for preparing this thoroughly?’
As if to prove the effort she had invested in her plan, Heila truly did her utmost to evade me.
Sacrificing her followers who trailed her without hesitation along the way.
– Tus, I’m searching for the cracks…!
In the meantime, Tus brought me new information. This place was not the main timeline, but an imperfect world.
Therefore, there might be temporal gaps, and if I could use those cracks, I could either cross over to the main timeline.
Or transmit coordinates and voice to Ekion.
It was fortunate timing, as I had been curious about the lack of contact from my husband.
‘Heila doesn’t know that Tus is a being who crossed over like me.’
I also do not know Heila’s final trump card.
I’ll find out at the end of the hunt.
In the end, it’s a grand chessboard where we both hide our kings and pursue our goals.
But the fact that I held an overwhelmingly advantageous position remained unchanged.
I had no intention of letting my guard down here.
‘Cali, wait for me. Mother will be there soon…!’
My child cries without me, they say.
Securing the eight families was proceeding smoothly.
“Among the eight families, there’s one branch family of the Orca clan.”
“Oh, is that the one this time?”
“No, that one’s already been stripped bare by Baian. It’s gone over to him.”
Sorte tilted his head. It passed quickly, but his expression was clearly displeased.
Now I could read his expression just by looking at his lips.
“Why didn’t you even try there? If you’d gone first, things might have been different.”
“Hey, are you pouting at me right now?”
He hesitated for a moment, but the bastard responded brazenly.
“Yeah, Sorte’s feeling sad.”
Sad, my foot.
I shrugged my shoulders.
“I can’t go there even if I wanted to.”
“…Why??”
I glanced at one spot. In the current reception room, there was not just me and Sorte.
Father was here too. He appeared indifferent to everything except reading his book.
I scratched my cheek.
“That place… is my maternal family home.”
Father’s shoulders flinched.
He averted his gaze slightly. Father, even pretending to be calm, I saw everything—how rigid he became.
My mother. Her real name is Sehera Zade. The name she chose for herself is Sizer. Mother comes from a cadet branch of the Orca family.
However, since she’s not a pure Orca but a hybrid with Shark blood, it seemed she had a rather difficult time in the family.
Then she became engaged to Father, married him, and disappeared from sight. She was reported dead.
The maternal family believed Father had killed her, and they feared and hated him.
‘They weren’t worried about their daughter—they were only concerned about losing a useful tool,’ or so she said.
Surprisingly, I still don’t know much about Mother and Father’s story.
All I know is that the two of them have been playing an endless game of tag even now.
‘I’ll have to get Cali to find out the details later.’
Making that resolve, I turned my head. When the topic of my mother came up, Sorte sealed his lips shut.
“Then there’s no helping it. If it was the Sehera Zade family.”
I was puzzled by the rather respectful form of address.
“Do you know our mother?”
“How do you know her?”
Father and I spoke simultaneously. Sorte laughed.
“Our mother had an acquaintance with her. That’s all.”
The conversation quickly came to an end. Father wore an expression of deep concern.
But the current situation was proceeding very smoothly, even excluding the Orca cadet branch.
First, I successfully persuaded the Herring family as planned and obtained their vote.
I met with the Crab family and resolved a headache they’d had for decades, obtaining their vote in return.
Final score: five families for Sorte, three families for Baian.
Sorte muttered in bewilderment.
“…I never thought things would progress this smoothly.”
This is the power of a multi-loop Returner.
All that remained was to go to Grandmother. And I personally taught Sorte the method of appealing to Grandmother with the support of five families.
Along with the assurance that if he followed this method exactly, he would surely become the Matriarch.
After all, I knew that old woman’s temperament better than anyone.
“I’m ready, so it’s your turn.”
The price I forcibly extracted after resolving the Octopus family’s matter.
Sorte scratched the back of his neck and grinned.
“I was already looking for her anyway. Sorte is diligent, you know.”
Currently, Sorte was in a state of intense concentration to find Heila, separate from his relaxed demeanor.
He closed his eyes tightly. And in less than ten seconds, they snapped open.
He jumped to his feet.
“Huh…? Huh?”
“What is it?”
“Calypso Aquasiadel. I’m not sure if this is right, but…”
Sorte stared at me.
“That woman Heila is within the family.”
Until now, Heila had been hiding in secret hideouts scattered throughout the territory.
But this time, she walked into the family compound of her own volition? And in a place where Father’s influence extended?
‘It’s one of two things. Either a trap, or that place is her last resort.’
I believed it was the latter, or possibly both.
“We move immediately. Father, come with me.”
“Understood.”
Father rose from his seat.
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The place I hastily gathered my brothers to, along with Lirivel and the requisitioned Roba, was.
Where Baian and my eldest uncle Rodesen lived.
A place very familiar to Lirivel.
As expected, Lirivel’s expression darkened.
“I’m stepping into this place again with my own feet.”
“If it bothers you, wait outside.”
“Who said I wasn’t going? Don’t talk to me, Atlant.”
“…I worry about you for nothing anyway.”
If there was anything unusual, it was that Sorte came along too. He didn’t move with us, but I could sense his presence from the ceiling.
With a robe pulled over him, it would be difficult to tell who he was just by appearance.
“There’s no one here at all.”
“Yeah, anyone would say this looks like a trap, doesn’t it?”
Bellus and Atlant each made a comment. I agreed with them.
“This is probably the last trap and hideout.”
“How do you know that, younger sister?”
“Intuition. Just intuition.”
Agenor accepted my answer without question.
My intuition was indeed developed to an abnormally high level, comparable to Atlant’s.
Just as I was about to take another step forward.
A faint golden light shimmered before my eyes, and a familiar baby snake appeared in front of me.
‘Tus?’
– Calypso!
Tus, who had climbed onto my shoulder, whispered urgently.
“What are you doing here?”
– Tus was investigating and came this far. Calypso, that important thing you mentioned!
His voice was urgent.
– Tus found the rift! It’s here!
Rather, Tus seemed puzzled that I was here.
He had wandered in searching for the rift, and there I was, standing plainly before him.
I asked Tus for the location.
– Underground!
Why do villains always hide their schemes underground?
I let out a soft chuckle, my thoughts turning whimsical.
‘That’s right, I knew Heila was hiding something all along.’
Besides, the Rift—if I go there, I can either return or summon Ekion.
I was planning to visit that woman one last time anyway.
Truly, killing two birds with one stone.
Everything was working out perfectly.
I quietly suppressed my smile.

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