I Become Baby Mafia Boss

The spirits fought and the place became chaotic.

Only a small part of the enemy side didn't join the battle and tried to find Ainsley for a peace talk.

If Ainsley came with her own spirits and didn't include the old spirits in her army, they wouldn't even consider a peace talk.

But the more sensible spirits, especially the middle-aged ones, didn't want the younger generation to fight the older generation and suffered for nothing.

Why should they fight because of a shaman? In the end, it would only be the spirits who suffered, not the shaman herself.

The young woman, the leader of the forty spirits, was a part of the peace talk side.

She was indeed younger than others around her, but the time when she became a spirit exceeded the middle-aged ones.

Because of this, she's really an experienced spirit and had faced countless shamans who wanted to bring her home to be their contracted spirit.

The young woman kept her face frosty as she approached Ainsley while dodging the chaotic side around the baby.

Ainsley also saw the woman but didn't intend to hide behind everyone.

Although she was only a bull's cub right now, she still had her responsibility as a shaman.

And somehow, she also felt uncomfortable watching the younger spirits fight the older spirits with tears in their eyes.

Alas...she thought the spirits here would be malicious and unreasonable like the trio.

Who would have known that spirits also have friends and family even after they became dead spirits.

As someone who treated spirits as her own family, she didn't want to see these spirits fighting each other just because of her.

She could see that although the older spirits looked cold and indifferent, when they fought the younger spirits, they didn't use any lethal movements.

Looking at this, Ainsley was sure that the older generations didn't want to kill the spirits at all.

They just wanted to fight back so the spirits wouldn't injure her.

Ainsley calmly trotted to the young woman's place with the Godfather and Zev next to her.

Of course, the bull spirit should have come along as well, but he joined the fight to discipline a bunch of naive little spirits.

The two sides met amidst the chaotic battlefield, and one of the middle-aged spirits among the crowd immediately made an isolation barrier.

With this, the battle outside wouldn't disturb those who were inside the dome.

Ainsley's side only had her, the Godfather and the five stock spirits.

The young woman's side had ten middle-aged spirits in total, with her as the youngest.

In terms of fighting force value, Ainsley's side was at disadvantage, but the two sides tacitly didn't mention fighting and only wanted to have a peaceful talk.

This is where Ainsley's shaman physique as an ambassador was really tested.

As an ambassador-type shaman, if she couldn't negotiate peacefully with the spirits, she wouldn't be worthy of this physique.

And she might even lose this physique because she was deemed unworthy.

Cases like this are not uncommon because people don't know a lot about unique abilities and physiques.

So, some mysteries surrounding this case can't be explained with ability users' theory or science.

Just like how transmigrators came to this world, people also didn't know how this kind of rule existed.

Ainsley took a deep breath and tried to look as serious as possible, albeit still looking like a bull's cub.

[I'm sorry to enter your holy land without permission.] Ainsley apologized sincerely and then stated her purpose to come to this 'holy land'.

[I actually just want to get some spirits to cooperate with me to win a challenge. I really won't force them to make a contract with me.]

The baby explained the ins and outs of her challenge and sincerely apologized that she made the spirits here fight each other.

[I thought fifteen spirits won't be enough to win the challenge because my competitor might use a dirty trick somewhere...]

Ainsley paused and silently sighed.

[This is why I came to this park.]

The young woman listened to Ainsley's reasoning and really couldn't blame her.

After all, Ainsley didn't attack spirits carelessly and only fought those who wanted to fight her.

She also didn't deliberately injure the spirits if they didn't threaten her life.

This little shaman is really proper and restrained, unlike some maniac shamans who liked to kill spirits for fun– just like the exorcists.

Although it was rare that shamans could kill spirits, there were indeed a lot of spirits who disappeared because they lost too much spiritual energy in a fight.

Whoever fought this spirit would be indirectly responsible for their death, right?

The young woman was silent for a moment before slowly speaking out her thoughts and opinion in a much gentler voice than before.

[Then, if we pretend to follow you to win the challenge, you won't do anything to us?]

After all, although they were labeled as dangerous spirits, they also didn't want to fight if they didn't have to.

Ainsley quickly nodded.

[Exactly! Not only that, but those who don't want to follow me out of the cave but want to pretend with me can also get some nutritious items.]

As someone who had a spirit with a big spiritual energy expenditure, how could Ainsley not bring a bunch of spirit-related stuff with her?

She even auctioned some spirit-nourishment potions some time ago, and she had a batch of those potions ready in her spatial storage.

Ainsley told the young woman about the potions Axelle made, and even the other middle-aged spirits around her couldn't help but inhale sharply.

This kind of OP potion also exists?!

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