<h4>Chapter 240: Supernatural Response Units</h4>


    Everyone was waiting for the first ss of Introduction to Supernatural Ethics & Law. As it was one of thepulsory courses, all the cadets of the primary term were present in the lecture theatre... the same hall where they had attended Professor Sylpha’s ss earlier.


    The door creaked open, revealing a man framed in the doorway, his robe a deep scarlet that seemed to swallow the very light around him. A heavy silence swept over the green-robed cadets. They had expected a professor in indigo, not scarlet. And everyone knew what scarlet meant: the figure before them was a Judge. At once, the chatter in the theatre died, leaving only the weight of his presence.


    His face was a mask of severe, impartial authority, etched with the lines of countless weighty decisions. The scarlet robe, tailored with unforgiving precision, seemed less like clothing and more like a verdict given physical form. It was the colour of finality, of consequences too grave for their everyday lessons.


    Some cadets recognised the face of Supreme Judge Solon, others did not. But all looked at him in awe.


    He moved to the centre table with a slow, deliberate pace. The only sound was the whisper of heavy fabric on stone... a sound that demanded silence. Two hundred pairs of young eyes followed him, wide with a mixture of fear and reverence. No one fidgeted. No one whispered. They understood instinctively that the man within the robe was less important than the office he represented. This was thew itself, walking among them.


    He stopped behind the table and ced his hands upon it, his flinty gaze sweeping over the frozen ssroom. Then Solon spoke, his heavy voice carrying to every corner of the hall.


    "Hello, ss. I am Supreme Judge Solon, a member of the Merfolk race. But I do not belong to any n. My loyalty lies with Lord Yggdrasil and with Midgard. Some of you may know me by my human identity, Solon of Athens. But here, I carry none of those names. I havee to teach you Supernatural Ethics & Law."


    He continued, "There is no textbook for this ss. The only book you may take as your guide is the Supernatural Act. I believe you have already read it, as it is the foundation of our current peace in Midgard. In case you have not, you will find a copy on yourptop in the dormitory."


    He paused, then continued, "I will not teach you Supernatural Ethics & Law as the Supreme Judge of the Council, but as a professor of this academy. There will be no fixed teacher for this course. I and my fellow Judges will conduct this ss collectively."


    He looked around the hall; the cadets were listening in silence. "Introduction to Supernatural Ethics & Law is the foundation of our legal system, and the basis for keeping Midgard at peace... and in turn, united under one banner against any outside threat. Some of you may wonder why we insist that you study the Supernatural Act, since you already know the rules. The answer is simple. We want you... the cadets of this academy... to understand thosews deeply, to uphold justice not only within these walls, but also when you walk freely through Midgard."


    He continued, "As you know, we are only seven Judges under the Supernatural Council. We neither have the time nor the ability to enforce the Supernatural Act across the entire world. Therefore, the Council agreed to form a team of Dragons as Enforcers. You are all aware that Dragons live long lives, usually in istion with their immediate kin. They never formed ns, even though their gics are closely matched. Physically, they are considered equals among themselves, and superior to most other races. For these reasons, the Enforcer team was formed under the Council, tasked with upholding justice."


    He paused once more, his voice carrying a weight of revtion. "While the vast majority of humanity lived in blissful ignorance, the governments of the world operated on a carefully guarded truth: supernatural beings are real, and they live among them. To manage the inherent risks and enforce thews set forth by the Supernatural Council, many nations jointly established covert, elite security forces known as Supernatural Response Units, or SRUs. These teams were born from the Council’s directive and operate under the utmost secrecy, answering only to the highest authority of eachnd... be it president, prime minister, or monarch."


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    His gaze swept across the ssroom, lingering on the many different races gathered under one roof. "Theposition of an SRU is uniquely diverse, much like your ss. Members of local supernatural races who graduate from this academy... vampires, fae, werewolves, merfolk, and others willing to serve under nationalw... are eligible to join their nation’s SRUs. The only exception is the Dragons, who are native to Kvernheim and may serve only in the Council’s core Enforcer team. Those who take up the role are paid a sry, and they also earn points through a system simr to this academy’s points that may be exchanged for weapons, elixirs, or other valuable benefits."


    He paused, then added, "Humans are the most critical and unique members of the SRUs. These are individuals who have seeded in the Trial of Yggdrasil, reached Vanaheim, and be low-level core ascendants. Yet, upon returning to Earth, they chose not to pursue the higher realms. Byw, they must join an SRU designated by the Enforcers. One may apply to remain in their homnd, but the final decision regarding their posting lies with the Enforcers."


    He continued, "Some of you may not know this... the path of ascension treats humans differently from all other races. A human who seeds has no more than a month to travel to Molgrath and advance from a low-level to an intermediate core ascendant. But here lies the catch... while other races may return as same to Earth even after reaching higher stages, at least until the Saint-level, humans cannot. Once a human advances beyond the low-level core stage, their bond with Earth is severed forever."


    He paused, his voice lowering slightly. "Furthermore, if an intermediate human ascendant attempt to return, they do not retain their power as other races do, nor a temporary degradation like a Saint. Instead, they sufferplete copse... falling back into mortality, dying shortly after. Faced with this absolute risk, many human cultivators chose to remain as low-level core ascendants, sacrificing the pursuit of greater power for the chance to remain on their homeworld."


    He let the silence linger before continuing. "Recognising the worth of these powerful yet earthbound humans, the Dragons... acting as Enforcers of the Supernatural Council proposed a solution: service in the national SRUs. In doing so, humans became a vital bridge of trust with mortal governments, whose leaders often hesitated to deal directly with non-human entities."


    He swept his gaze across the cadets, his tone firm. "I know some of you may be thinking about forced recruitment. Worry not... the Council does notpel anyone. But understand this... as core ascendants, humans live far longer than their ordinary peers. They cannot exin their longevity. Worse still, there are always those who would exploit them... greedy men seeking the secret of eternal life, reducing them to nothing more than test subjects. Such tragedies have already urred. Thus, the Council created a sanctuary in Kvernheim for these earthbound humans, a ce where they may live in peace. Only those who wish to serve, join the SRUs. And believe me when I say... most humans choose service, for it gives them purpose, allowing them to use their gifts in the pursuit of world peace."


    He paused, then added, "As for the other races... you all possess naturally longer lifespans and your own n or racialws. Should you wish to serve the Council, you may apply to join the SRUs. But remember this... even if you choose not to serve full-time, as cadets of this academy you are still bound to assist the local SRUs when called upon. There are many asions when a local unit is not strong enough to enforce justice or prevent catastrophe. In such moments, they may call upon you ording to your power, your skill, or your social standing. You are obliged to respond. Yet even then, service is not coerced... you may decline the summons, provided you submit your reasons to the Council."


    He continued, "While in service, every member of an SRU is bound by the Supernatural Act. In practice, the Act supersedes all individual racial or n codes. Their mission is singr... to protect all civilians, human and supernatural alike... from rogue entities that threaten peace or endanger the Veil of Secrecy. Their operational mandate is to contain and neutralise such threats with minimal coteral damage and without exposing our world to mortal eyes. For decades now, under different names in different nations, the SRUs have kept that fragile bnce intact."


    He allowed a long silence to settle over the room, then spoke with deliberate weight. "We, the Judges of the Supernatural Council, believe that you... the cadets of this academy... are the pirs of Midgard’s future. It is for this reason that wee to you ourselves. We want you to understand, with no veil of pretence, the true importance of the Supernatural Act in safeguarding peace, and in shaping a prosperous future for us all."