Her surroundings were pitch black with no lights at all, except from the memory stream lining up on her left, right, above and below her body, looking like star systems in the universe.
“I can’t help it! I didn’t change because I wanted to. Do you think I wanted to become servile? I want to be upright too. I want to act according to my ideals too. But you know better than anyone that business doesn’t always go the way you expect.”
Loren, the young master of the Lionel family, furrowed his eyebrows. He realised that the baby just disturbed his speech, breaking the flow of the conversation.
Without going through the Golden Road protected by numerous barriers set up by expert abilities users, anyone coming to the capital through the land would get involved in the war between monsters and humans.
Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
Ainsley clasped her hands together in front of her chin, praying so that she would be lucky. When the girl closed her eyes, another faint golden light flashed from her glabella.
"Fin! Answer me!" The hot daddy's ruby eyes reddened, almost becoming like a devil from hell. Finley couldn't help but shudder, and his innocent face turned grave.
Even if the sacred guardian is still in a cat form and doesn't transform yet, the ownership imprint is still there until the day the owner releases the imprint to return the beast to the prairie. It happens when the owner can't handle the beast anymore.
Everyone was carrying a gun on their shoulders. As soon as they glanced at the back of an unfamiliar man, they suddenly turned around and shot a sharp and straight gaze at him…
But Ainsley called them as if they're kids. However, could they protest? No. What Ainsley did just further strengthened their impression of the Godfather spirit.