Chapter 67: EX 67. True Heritage
Even though Elizabeth now understood how she was born, the deeper concepts still tangled her thoughts like an unsolvable riddle. Her eyes lowered in confusion as she whispered internally, "Bloodline...? Saint rank...? Aren’t Supreme-ranked talents supposed to be the highest?"
Diana, ever perceptive, noticed the furrow in her daughter’s brow and smiled gently.
"Elizabeth, you should know... among all the races connected to the Trial World, we humans sit somewhere in the middle."
Elizabeth’s gaze lifted slowly. Diana’s tone was calm, but her words carried weight.
"There are races above us—older, stronger, and far more refined. Because of their innate biology and spiritual makeup, they can manifest talents far beyond what we consider the peak. What we call Supreme... is merely ’exceptional’ in human terms. Among higher races, it’s not the ceiling—it’s the floor."
Elizabeth’s breath caught in her throat.
The Federation—the entire structure of society—treated bearers of Supreme talents like living legends. Icons. Now she was being told they weren’t even close to the true apex?
Her world didn’t just tilt—it cracked.
"Then..." she began slowly, voice almost trembling, "how far is Saint rank from Supreme?"
Diana’s lips curved awkwardly. "I... don’t know."
Elizabeth blinked. "You... don’t know?" The disbelief in her voice was sharp.