Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2015: A messenger to a demigod

"No, that's not possible." I declared firmly in the end.

Indeed, a clear cause existed for labeling them as god's messengers right from the beginning.

That deep bond, or more precisely their link to the gods, allowed them to wield divine energy to begin with.

Thus, if this qilin claimed to be my messenger, it basically meant declaring me a god.

I planned to reject this idea completely and without hesitation.

Because accepting godhood would bring entirely different consequences.

The qilin didn't reply immediately, instead tilting its head in puzzlement at my words, before appearing to ponder my response. After a moment of such reflection, it nodded slowly.

This gradual nod only deepened my confusion, though I couldn't deny a slight sense of relief stirring within me.

Yet the qilin's following words failed to bring any comfort.

"I am your messenger, without a doubt. While it's not accurate to call you a full god just yet, you're more like a demigod at this stage." The qilin stated cheerfully.

Then, in a playful tone, it added, "I could be known as a demigod's messenger, then."

Clearly, this qilin refused to abandon the idea of our connection, but I had no desire to accept that link based on such claims. I sensed the tie between us, and it differed markedly from the pacts I'd formed with other god's messengers.

Nevertheless, I refused to accept this reality.

The qilin's persistent behavior only heightened my unease.

So, before it could speak further, I interjected suddenly, "For now, you're far too young to grasp these matters. Let's not dwell on it seriously; you'll gradually come to understand what god's messengers truly are and who your actual god serves."

"I'm not too young; these memories stem from my very genes. I've known this since the instant I was born."

With that, the qilin gazed at me with a displeased expression.

Its stare resembled that of a child sulking at parents who rejected their pleas, as if viewing me as a father unwilling to recognize his own offspring.

In essence, the relationship between gods and their messengers mirrored that of parents and children.

But I wasn't that figure for this qilin.

Upon reflection, I spotted the flaw in this situation.

"You wielded your power before our connection even formed. Someone else must be the source of your strength."

"We've been connected since my birth." The qilin stubbornly maintained, regardless of my counterarguments.

Handling this qilin proved challenging, especially with its current spoiled-child demeanor. It behaved exactly like my own kid in how it kept addressing me.

To such an extent that I nearly overlooked how recently this qilin had hatched.

For me, it seemed like this qilin had existed for ages, given its skillful debate against my points.

Its initial arguments lacked polish, but it was clearly gaining more vocabulary as the exchange continued.

Realizing this, I marveled at the qilin's rapid development...

In truth, it even weighed more in my arms now.

Upon closer inspection of the qilin, I noticed it had grown larger than moments ago.

Within the brief time since hatching, it was already expanding in size.

This discovery stunned me, yet I managed to rationalize it eventually.

After all, as a legendary creature, no one truly understood a qilin's growth process. So this rapid pace might be entirely typical for it.

No records existed on its growth speed or when it might halt, since no one had ever studied a qilin up close. Even in my previous life, qilins counted as mythical entities.

Thus, I set aside these thoughts and shifted focus back to the monsters.

The reinforcements from the racial alliance had mostly eliminated the monsters, and now they seemed to be examining the survivors.

These remaining ones appeared severely deformed, so the group appeared intent on deciphering the nature of those changes and their origins.

"Put them out of their misery. We still have somewhere else to go."

My words startled the reinforcements from the racial alliance, but they quickly refocused.

In response, they lifted their weapons and ended the suffering of the leftover monsters before starting cleanup.

Still, I had another destination in mind first.

"Leave some people behind to clean up and the rest of you can come with me."

Once again, this command surprised the reinforcements from the racial alliance, yet they obeyed. As they did, their glances toward me held curiosity about our direction.

"We're heading to the cave that they nested in."

At that, they all grasped my intentions.

Though truthfully, my main goal was to inspect the spot where the qilin egg had rested all along.

I hoped to uncover any hints regarding its background.