Chapter 50: Why ranks matter

The boy floated inside a tube filled with strange fluids as several thin strings came out of his body. The scene did not seem fine since his mouth was exposed to this fluid but, all four of them were gathered around this tube and had no sign of worry on their faces.

There was some kind of mechanical program running on the various physical screens present before them, screens that listed different vital information about the boy inside the tube, things that they were testing and observing.

The code running on the screen seemed automated so, their worriless faces were understandable, however, their eyes were focused on a letter that was placed before them on the table.

"What do we do?" Lily broke the silence as she looked at Andrew, asking him what they were going to do about this.

There was a certain seal on the table that alone was enough for them to know what exactly it was.

They did not need to open the letter to know what the contents were this time. Even though it was a letter that was delivered to Parliament, they did not receive it the same as they receive the normal requests.

This letter had come from an organization that stood above all the other organizations of this world, be it the hidden ones or the well known ones.

An organization that ranked each organization, each individual power that possessed the power to influence the world at a deeper level.

This letter, in fact, was the chance that they had been waiting for a long time. But, now the same letter was here, and they did not know how to react.

"We have a bigger responsibility on our hands right now." Andrew caressed the golden seal with an eye and angelic wings with his finger as his eyes slipped to the boy inside the giant capsule.

If he wasn’t with them, they wouldn’t have had to think about this. Without him, everything would have followed the plan that they had laid out a long time ago, but now that they had received this letter, they did not know how to react to this anymore.

"If we decide to go, we would be gone for at least a few months. It’d be a lot of time. Plus, he is not ready to come with us just yet." Andrew knew this could happen but there was no certainty.

The world-class organisation that keeps a record of each power in this world, Ragnarock, isn’t a simple organisation.

The pantheon gods as well as the demon kings of the underworld have a direct connection to them and even though it is one of the oldest powers in the world, it does not interfere with the matters of the world directly.

It only has two objectives: Find and list people who can change the tides of Fate, and Give them an appropriate rank which also indicates the threat level that they possess towards the world.

Few people know it but there is also a third and very sinister objective of this org: to find key vessels for the gods and demons.

However, few people have ever known this thing and fewer have ever survived after knowing their truth.

Still, they are an organisation that Parliament would have had to come across sooner or later.

"What if we bring him as a trainee?" Sammy presented a suggestion asking if it would be alright to bring him along with his powers sealed.

But that would not be easy either.

"We’ve only heard about that place and even the reports that we have received from our subordinates doesn’t specify the scale of their powers." Beth shook her head as she recounted how many people have lost their lives after coming in contact with those people.

It’s not just about a ’rank’ that is recognised throughout the world. Once they have their seal of approval, they can start operating on any part of the world.

They wouldn’t have to limit themselves to this continent, to this kingdom, or to their limited small works.

With their simple stamp of recognition, they’d have far more resources than they have previously possessed.

Above everything, they needed to get the support of Ragnarok for the end that they sought.

"Ranks still matter, Andrew." Sammy still did not speak against their main focus.

So what if they don’t get to teach this young one for a while, so what if they have to leave him be, so what if they have to go and get an official ranking for their organisation?

They were supposed to do all that to begin with. However, if they delay here, they won’t get the chance for another few years.

Just like how each individual in this world can be ranked based on their inner energy capacity, skill levels, and overall class-ranks, organisations were an important part of the recognition system.

Pantheon was an (S-rank) organisation, Elision was (A-rank) but these are still the better ones, the bigger organisations that operate throughout multiple areas.

Ragnarok does not see how many people an organisation has or how strong or resourceful they are. Their criteria is strangely vast and picky. They have their own systems where they categorise different bodies of people into different sections.

They grade the organisations based on how much change they are able to create in this world, and on their own, even an (S-rank) organisation isn’t that big.

Still, there are Ourboros who recently rose to (S-rank) as well, there is Round Table which stands at (SS-rank) and there is Prismatic Tower which alone possesses an (SSS-rank) rating among the organisations.

Though hidden to most eyes and ears, these high ranking organisations possess the power to change and move the flow of fate throughout the universe.

Even if the regional ranks don’t matter as much, this one is important. The ranks of Ragnarok means power. They mean authority. And more than anything, they mean access to the ’requests’ from gods and demons.

The rewards are unfathomable already, meaning they cannot miss it.

"An invitation is only valid for a week, Andrew. We do not have long. They cannot send new ones for a year either. So it’s either go in on this or wait longer than we should." Sammy knew how much he had wanted this.

They all knew that.

But now that this invitation is here, the only thing he could do was look at the seal, and then at the boy inside the capsule.

This was no simple decision to make...

"Haaa. Alright, we are doing this." He did not have any choice left anymore. The wives have won this battle as well.

"We will take him with restrictions as well. If we are going anyways, we might as well show him why people are so crazy about a new power rising within the world."

Andrew nodded at Beth and she pressed a few buttons on her Magic Keyboard, making the blue fluid drain out of the tube.

The machines would wake the boy up and prepare him on its own, so the rest of them gathered around the letter once again.

"This is going to be big so we will need to prepare." This was also a mission for them.

It wasn’t as simple as getting a global rank, but also about getting something they had wanted for a long time.

"We are going there for two things: the ranking and..." Andrew pressed a button on the screen that was before him and a projection filled the room. "This."

Right now, they were looking at something that resembled a cauldron, a green fire lit inside of it.

This green fire was situated on top of what looked like a mechanical, futuristic pyramid.

It was a structure so big that humans that were on the ground didn’t even look like an ant in their presence. Still, the entire place looked alien.

"We have been planning for a while, but this is completely uncharted territory for all of us. We will need to be extremely careful."

The boy would be more of a liability than an asset if he was simply there.

"Even though I’ve said this many times, you all will have to take care of him. They will have their eyes on him. They will wonder just why we are being so careful around him.

This will be a test for us as well so we aren’t going there just to show off, we will need to be extremely careful of what we say."

They knew too much about the world and that’s the worst place filled with eyes and ears of the worst of the worst. They did not need a mask for this mission but they did need a voice that’d be pure and powerful.

They were spies. They had infiltrated various places and extracted various important assets from dangerous places.

The enemy will know it, but they must not reveal their tactics.

The tests to grant them a grade would not require them to share their ways, but they will need to take the important tests.

The divine will know their mind... but their soul must remain steadfast. If not... then that’s the end for the Parliament.