Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 240: Supernatural Response Units

Everyone was waiting for the first class of Introduction to Supernatural Ethics & Law. As it was one of the

compulsory courses, all the cadets of the primary term were present in the lecture theatre... the shall where

they had attended Professor Sylpha’s class 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.

Scadets recognised the face of SuprJudge 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 the law itself, walking among them.

He stopped behind the table and placed his hands upon it, his flinty gaze sweeping over the frozen classroom.

Then Solon spoke, his heavy voice carrying to every corner of the hall.

"Hello, class. | am SuprJudge Solon, a member of the Merfolk race. But | do not belong to any clan. My

loyalty lies with Lord Yggdrasil and with Midgard. Sof you may knowby my human identity, Solon of

Athens. But here, | carry none of those names. | have cto teach you Supernatural Ethics & Law."

He continued, "There is no textbook for this class. The only book you may take as your guide is the Supernatural

Act. | 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 your laptop in the dormitory."

He paused, then continued, "I will not teach you Supernatural Ethics & Law as the SuprJudge of the Council,

but as a professor of this academy. There will be no fixed teacher for this course. | and my fellow Judges will

conduct this class 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. Sof 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 those laws 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 isolation with their

immediate kin. They never formed clans, even though their genetics 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 revelation. "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 the laws 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 each land... be it president, prminister, or monarch."

His gaze swept across the classroom, lingering on the many different races gathered under one roof. "The

composition of an SRU is uniquely diverse, much like your class. Members of local supernatural races who

graduate from this academy... vampires, fae, werewolves, merfolk, and others willing to serve under national

law... 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 salary, and they also

earn points through a system similar 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 succeeded in the Trial of Yggdrasil, reached Vanaheim, and beclow-level core ascendants. Yet,

upon returning to Earth, they chose not to pursue the higher realms. By law, they must join an SRU designated

by the Enforcers. One may apply to remain in their homeland, but the final decision regarding their posting lies

with the Enforcers."

He continued, "Sof you may not know this... the path of ascension treats humans differently from all other

races. A human who succeeds 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 sto 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 suffer

complete collapse... 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 beca vital bridge of trust with mortal governments, whose leaders often hesitated to

deal directly with non-human entities."

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reducing them to nothing more than

test subjects. Such tragedies have

already occurred. Thus, the Council

created a sanctuary in Kvernheim for

these earthbound humans, a place

where they may live in peace. Only

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He paused, then added, "As for the

other races... you all possess

naturally longer lifespans and your

own clan or racial laws. Should you

wish to serve the Council, you may

apply to join the SRUs(Buteemiiber

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full-time, as cadets of this academy

you are still bound to assist the local

SRUs when called upon. There are

many occasions when a local unit is

not strong enough to enforce justice

or prevent catastrophe. In such

moments, they may call upon you

according to your power, your skill, or

your social standing. You are obliged

to respond. Yet even then, service is

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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

clan codes. Their tani 5 0 m

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hEan 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 collateral damage and

without exposing our world to mortal

eyes. For decades now, under

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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 pillars of Midgard's future. It is for

this reason that we cto 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."