Pirate Ranks Novels & Stories

All the cannon barrels on the merchant ship fired energy cannons at the space pirates rushing over. However, these space pirates were all at Universe Realm. Most of them were Cosmos Rankers and Celestial Rankers, and there were nearly ten Infinity Rankers. Hence, the energy cannons would not work on them. At most, it would just slow down their approach. As the energy cannon continuously fired, the space pirates also constantly approached the merchant ship. The fastest ones were naturally the Infinity Rankers, and then Celestial Rankers. The Cosmos Rankers were slightly more affected by the energy cannon, so they could only approach slowly.

It turned out to be Jodzio Two-Tooth. There were dozens of unaffiliated pirates in Black, men and women who prized their independence above all. Money talks, of course; so does not having to take shit from anyone. The Pirate Lords routinely canvassed these independents; it would have been remiss of them not to. Anyone who could recruit even a few independents could become a greater power in the city overnight. Jerian and Two-Tooth might be still in the polite stages. But one never knew ... Ledomir and Inavar might be interested in this little bit of information.

He continued, “All you ever want to do is to prove yourself worthy of the crown. Am I correct?” I turned away, ashamed. The pirate leader was correct. His reply stung more than the scar that he left on my chest. I couldn’t argue against him because he was right. As heirs to our own kingdoms, that was all we were taught to do. We were told, time and time again, to prove our worth as future rulers. But I never thought that it had an effect on other people. Specifically, those who weren’t in the nobility. The pirate leader proceeded, “We weren’t always pirates, if you must know. We never raided ships to begin with. But after what your kingdom did to us, being pirates is the only thing that we k

In the afternoon, after their cheerless and tasteless brunch, the captain came down to the brig to grace them with his presence. Aki was right, the four most important people on the ship were: Captain Fang, the Dark Emperor, Kosano and Yuriko; in that order. But because they were pirates, it was easy to imagine incessant politicking among the last three.

I tugged my strand behind my ear, “H—How many ranks are there?” She tilted her head to her left, “You are a smart girl, aren't you?” I knew I was and it was your notes of tone that basically told me, thank you. “…Yes, there are ranks. Three ranks in total for Red Catalogue; Silver, Golden and Platinum. And you are lucky to fall in the golden package category without work, your looks make you worth it already,” I wasn’t unaware that my looks could get me high jobs and finally here we were. The day had arrived. “I hope you won’t disappoint me at work,”

Moreover, the territory those ships took was also not their territory, and the most difficult thing was that almost those ships came from the powerful forces in the central continent. Therefore seeing a merchant ship in front of them, every pirate's face felt extremely happy. Meanwhile on the ship, Zi Li and Elder Ji were already unable to control the two punks in front of them. Since these two people obviously had the great chief Qin Yang, the traits of the three were completely similar even Long Chen his own disciple was already more of a punk than his teacher. "Uncle..." "Don't ask me, now just come along. After all, it's not us who will suffer, but all the pirates who meet these two punk

I couldn't help but marvel at the balance and order maintained within the pack, the interplay of leadership, support, and unity that allowed them to thrive as a cohesive unit. As my eyes scanned the words on the whiteboard, I felt a surge of anticipation, eager to explore the responsibilities, privileges, and challenges associated with each rank. The Alpha, the embodiment of strength and wisdom, leading the pack with unwavering dedication. The Beta, the trusted confidant and advisor, providing essential support to the Alpha. The Gamma, the bridge between the higher ranks and the pack, fostering communication and unity. And finally, the regular pack members, each contributing their unique tal

When the department head told me to seat next to Jevro, I felt excited for some reason. About my power rate, I speak with the people who assisted me. Honestly, my power surpasses even those people from other countries. If we compare the ranking to the rankings of protagonists in every fantasy novel, Jevro's and other Black Malemyns are S rank. But me, I'm currently an SS rank. And if we go back to the rankings of the original Malemyns, I'm currently the new found Purple Stage Malemyn.

“Base Rank. The most common. These wolves have ordinary energy. They make up most of the packs — workers, scouts, healers, and laborers. Strong in their own right, but not made for battle.” He moved to the next. “Core Rank. These are trained fighters, guards, or soldiers. Their wolves are faster, sharper, more responsive to command. Core wolves form the backbone of most armies.” Then his hand moved down the board. “Elite Rank. Rare and powerful. Elites are born leaders, often gifted in either strength, speed, or heightened senses. Most members of the royal council, generals, and the academy’s instructors are Elites.” He paused, looking at the final word — Sovereign.

I saw a member, who looked like he was begging for escape. “What do you want?” My throat felt tightened, but I managed to talk. “I was doing domestic research and found out about the peculiar way you do things in this pack—-splitting ranks between lords." I studied his reaction. He didn't flinch nor did his eyes flicker. Not once. He just remained neutral, an unreadable expression on his face. I ignored the way it made my stomach tightened and continued, “Why is that?” He exhaled softly. “That's how I like it. I give ranks based on the level of loyalty— the highlords are those who supported me without conviction and the small are those who resisted until broken— any problem?”