Chapter 31

"Huh? A small stone? No pride at all?"

"Yes, none."

"......"

After a week of training, Agnor acknowledged that he could now endure Pierre's training. However, this was only possible because he was well past the age of eight. He lacked the talent, the toughness, and the mental strength of Calypso, especially the endurance.

In fact, the greatest strength of this third young whale was his ability to recognize and accept his limits.

"I will become stronger within my limits, Master."

Calling his father 'Master'? It could be done.

If he could do it, there was no problem with training him.

"You understand your place."

"I've survived this long with this level of perception."

Moreover, Pierre did not seem to view Agnor's submissive acceptance negatively. After all, if he couldn't do it and still tried, it would only make himself more troublesome.

"Huff, huff. It's over, right...?"

"Yeah. We'll switch."

Sensing Calypso approaching, Agnor quickly dashed to the fountain. On top of the fountain was a neatly folded towel, and inside the fountain, ice-cold water was floating.

Agnor elegantly grabbed the towel. At the same time, the water jet he created lifted the ice-cold water from inside the fountain into the air. Agnor's agile footwork brought him to the wobbling Calypso.

"Little sister, you've worked hard!"

Calypso, despite her fatigue, opened her eyes in surprise at the change in Agnor's voice and demeanor.

'What's wrong with this kid? Has he gone mad?'

Just a moment ago, he looked completely dazed. Calypso had assumed it was because Pierre was being too harsh, and she had let it go. But now, there was a star-like light in those blue eyes that she hadn't seen before.

'...What is it? Madness?'

Even the madness, or rather the obsession, in those blue eyes was palpable.

Calypso felt not only sweat but also cold sweat breaking out.

She had seen those eyes before.

"You've won, step on me and go on."