"Hey look at this," said a finely dressed man, perusing through so nas in a book. "This is quite interesting. I signed my na down, yet I'm so far down the list."
The man's four companions made their way to what was revealed to be the guest registry.
"What is it?" asked Jotun, leader of the Jotun Empire. It had been too long since he'd last taken a vacation, so he'd basically spent the last few days drinking nonstop, though, of course, he could not get drunk.
He also sent a missive back ho to have the golden keys delivered to his favorite wife. Even if he had learnt nothing else about the Inn, its ability to teleport people from anywhere was phenonal! He finally had a way to spend ti with his family. There were tactical benefits to this place as well, he knew, but he could not be bothered to worry about them. He had people who made plans according to his desires, so they would see to the gritty details.
"It's called a guest registry," said the man who had signed his na, Nisar Butt. "When you sign your na, it ranks you according to the achievents in your life. The top 1000 get rewards, and the higher the rank, the better the reward. I signed up, but barely made it to the top 80s."
Nisar's statent might have sounded simple, but only soone who knew him would understand the weight that it carried. Not only was Nisar one of the founders of the top 3 families in the Jotun Empire, he was a businessman whose influence spanned multiple galaxies. His individual wealth, in the entire Empire, could only be surpassed by the empire itself. He also had the strength to be able to afford such wealth, yet he was only in the top 80s!
The rest of the group was intrigued and similarly signed their nas. The nas of the other three ranked similarly, with two of them not even making the top 100, while Jotun himself earned the rank 10.
While the ranking seed unbelievable, especially since each person's achievents weren't listed, they had no one to argue with. So they looked at the other nas in the top 10.
7 of the top 10 were devils, all of which were well known. One was Jotun, one was from the Deathsworn family, and the top one was Lex. They had no way of knowing which race the Deathsworn, who was ranked 5, was, for the Deathsworn family was unusual. They were not a family bound by blood, but by their creed, and as such, included many different races.
But even if they did not know who Aslan Deathsworn was, they at least understood his background. Instead, it was the top person, Lex Williams, who was completely unknown.
"Hm, this really is interesting," Jotun said, though not because he cared whose nas were above him. He could feel the various anchors the book gave him, and he imdiately began to comprehend their value.
But his attention on the registry did not last long. He did not reach his level by coveting the prizes of others, and so he did not care who were the people above him. He would take whatever rewards he had gotten, for they were free and unexpected, and continue to focus on his very important task of relaxing until the Innkeeper showed up. The rest, though, kept their eyes locked on the top 100. These were nas worth knowing, and one of them, which was currently standing on 99, was actually a guest whose na they had heard of.
"Marlo…" one of them muttered. He was a human, and he was in the top 100, which ant they should find the ti to introduce themselves.
*****
Lex had spent a few hours enjoying himself at the the park before he decided to return to his duties. Amongst the very many minor things he needed to oversee, the first and most important was to et with the replacent the griffin had summoned.
Lex did not appear in person, and instead used his Remote presence ability to appear in front of the figure surrounded by black fog, and scanned him.
Na: Shroud
Age: 67,000
Sex: None
Cultivation Details: ???(Too high for host to detect)
Species: Abyssal fog
Midnight Inn Prestige Level: 1
Remarks: Silent AND deadly, so you won't want to know where it ca from.
"How is the Griffin doing?" the Innkeeper asked, his voice devoid of any dissatisfaction.
"I believe he is undergoing a bloodline evolution, which is why he was unable to stop himself. I have been called in as his replacent. On behalf of the Reaving Dread rcenary corp, I would like to extend my apologies for such an unprofessional display. You will be given a satisfactory explanation for this once the Griffin is finished with the evolution."
"I am not concerned about that," said Lex, shaking his head. "Instead, I care more about how he summoned you without using the proper ans. I do not believe you used a golden key to co here, correct?"
"Ah, that is easy to explain. All high-ranking mbers of the Reaving Dread have a spatial anchor carved onto their souls. In ergency situations, such as the one the griffin faced, they can use the anchor to call in reinforcents. The mont I was summoned, I took his place in the contract you have, so you do not need to worry as I am bound to the sa restrictions as the Griffin."
The projection retained a neutral expression, but Lex's true body frowned.
"Does that an you can teleport anywhere when needed?"
"Indeed," the black fog answered honestly. "Though the Reaving Dread only operates in a few realms, within those realms, its mbers can teleport anywhere. The Reaving Dread corp aspires to be the best rcenary group in the entire universe, if it hasn't achieved such a rank already."
The Innkeeper only nodded before disappearing, while Lex made a ntal note. He was fairly certain he had just discovered another system. Moreover, with how the Fancy Monocle used to be a product of the Infinity Emporium, and how the system hired security from this Reaving Dread rcenary group, if he assud both were systems, then it ant that systems were able to interact with one another. He had all but confird as much.
The thing that actually caused him to worry, however, was the fact that the rcenary group could teleport directly into the Inn, because it was in the Origin realm.
A sense of urgency filled him, and he scanned the Inn for a few targets. Unfortunately, everyone he knew from the Crystal realm was currently cultivating. All he could do was wait for them to finish cultivating, or hope that Zagan completed his test soon.
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