The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 171: There Are Five Levels of a Demigod; Benjamin Seems to Be Level Three?

Chapter 171: There Are Five Levels of a Demigod; Benjamin Seems to Be Level Three?

I had this plan earlier that felt probably foolproof, or at least decent enough, but right now, standing here in this pink-soaked room with Titania still curled up like a hurt ball on the bed, it all felt like it was about to crash and burn seriously.

"Uhm... Hey, Titani—"

"It’s Queen Titania to you. Get out."

"..."

Mhmm. Yeah.

This was going to be a bit difficult, no question about it.

From what I had dealt with before; with those troublesome fox sisters, Tama being all prickly, and even some of the bullies I knew back on Earth, one solid way to get someone to soften up a little was to just let THEM talk.

Let them speak their mind and spill whatever was eating at them, go on and on to their heart’s content without cutting in or judging.

That usually cracked their shell eventually.

My problem right now was figuring out how the hell I was supposed to get her to actually start speaking to me at all.

She looked ready to stay buried in her knees forever.

I really, really hoped this one couldn’t read minds too?!

Because if she could pick up even half the dumb, horny, embarrassed crap that kept bouncing around in my head, the mission was done for.

{Answer; despite being fairy by race, the individuals known as Tera and Tesa still hold a large portion of their spirithood. They are essentially both spirits and fairies. That is not the case with the individual known as Titania.}

Well, that’s one relief: at least I didn’t have to worry about Titania herself hearing every stupid thought.

But then—

[Please, forgive my Queen’s stubbornness. Despite being around so many people, she still struggles to express her own feelings.] [Unknown voice of God in my head]

As you just read, there was suddenly this unknown feminine voice ringing straight inside my mind. Clear, gentle, and kinda motherly.

[Ah, I’m sorry, I didn’t introduce myself! My Queen, allow me to borrow your body for a bit...] [Unknown voice of God in my head]

"Goodness... I said I’m not some unknown voice of God. You will get me in trouble with Goddess Elyndor, you know..."

Titania raised her head and actually spoke out loud this time.

But wow, her voice sounded way more mature now; I mean, like a mom’s voice, calm and warm and a little exasperated.

And her eyes...

Titania’s eyes were supposed to be that light violet color I remembered from before...

But now they were... a soft shade of pink. Soft, glowing pink.

Titania rose from the bed, her butterfly wings making this tiny, almost silent flutter, just enough to lift her up, and then she floated down gently to stand on the ground facing me.

She bowed a little, her silver twin braids falling forward over her shoulders as she did it.

"My name is Vaelora," she introduced herself, still using Titania’s mouth but with that completely different polite tone, "I lack a form currently, but my Queen permits me to use her body at times."

"...Mhm."

I seriously didn’t know what to say right now.

Or how to even react to any of this. My brain was just blanking.

The bratty, loud-mouthed Titania I’d seen earlier, the one used to throwing tantrums and flying off in a huff, was suddenly gone but replaced by this well-to-do lady who was smiling warmly and being all polite and graceful.

It was throwing me way off. Like she had a dual personality or something.

The switch was so complete it almost felt unreal.

"Ehehe, it does appear like a dual personality indeed..."

"..."

[Sys.]

{Affirmative: the individual known as Vaelora is a pure spirit currently possessing the individual called Titania. Your surface-level thoughts are bare if you are not careful, Master}

Great.

So even if Titania couldn’t read minds, the spirit currently borrowing her body sure as hell could.

"My, my! If it isn’t a Spiritual Ego Partner!" Tita—I mean, Vaelora—clapped lightly with those small hands, then started walking closer to me, still smiling that warm, polite smile.

"And one so developed enough to be this sentient... You must have evolved into a Demigod by now, haven’t you?"

"Ah, not Demigod yet, though I’m very eager to," I said, giving a weak little wave like that would make this less weird, "I’m currently Arch Human."

Her soft pink eyes widened a bit. I could tell it was surprise, or maybe even shock.

"Are you jesting?" she whispered, sounding genuinely thrown. "With this power, you could count as a class 3 Demigod already!"

"..."

[Sys!]

{Understood: Demigods are classified into 5 levels to show the difference in transcendence:

Class 1 - a level of fledgling; a mortal who has just crossed into divine territory and has some advantages against mortal-specific abilities. The individuals called Silverøse, Usagi and even Sara fall into this category.

Class 2 - this is a level of transcendence where one must have traveled deeper into the realm of the divine, effortlessly reaching a level where they could be mistaken for a spirit. The individuals known as Elara and Lotus fall under this category.

Class 3 - this is a level of nigh-apotheosis, where such being can no longer be considered a mortal at all. Often referred to as the Real Demigod, and having abilities that can offset the balance of power in entire worlds. The individuals known as Sakura, Lily, the fox sisters, the stepmothers of Sakura, and that Entomid Master saw yesterday.

Class 4 - At this level, the being would only be wearing the title of Demigod, but must be on the level with actual gods in terms of abilities and influence. It takes only some time before they evolve beyond Demigod entirely. Master has yet to meet such an individual, though Master has met some beings far surpassing that class.

Class 5 - Pseudo-immortal. This is the last stage a Demigod would reach before becoming an immortal. It is often unnecessary and is manifested as a form of white hair and red eyes for power boost, but is effectively no different from Class 4 Demigod.

Although there are gifts and endowment tied to reaching here. The individual known as Titania has no definitive power measurement to draw from, but it can be assumed she hovers around Class 4 and 5 Demigod.}

"Your cute Spiritual Ego Partner is completely correct!" Titania—or rather, Vaelora speaking through her—giggled in the refined, practiced manner of someone long accustomed to royal composure.