I Become Baby Mafia Boss

After all, the mausoleum was surrounded by nothing but flat ground, making it easier for people to surround it.

However, it also means that the opposing party, the one owning the mausoleum, would place many troops all over the area.

That's why, Ainsley couldn't just focus on one spot and had to spread her troops too.

"We will divide our troops just like how we departed three days ago. Each of us will lead 100 people, and I will be the one facing the strongest enemy."

Ainsley patted her chest as she continued.

"So, if you find an enemy beyond your troops' capability, please immediately contact me and my troops. We will switch positions."

"Roger, boss!" The 4 generals and the five buds nodded solemnly.

They didn't feel worried about leaving Ainsley to deal with the strongest enemy. She was way stronger than anyone could imagine.

Her AOE luck manipulation skill alone was already a frightening thing to be used in a war.

If Ainsley used the skill, the war would be over in minutes as long as Ainsley's energy was enough to fuel her skill.

But little did the members knew that Ainsley wouldn't be using her AOE Goddess of Fortune and Misfortune skill this time.

Why?

Ainsley recalled what the Godfather said last night, just right after they entered the mausoleum area.

'Lil Lass, please refrain from using your AOE luck manipulation skill.'

'Eh, why? It's the most convenient for a big war like this…'

'Well, your soul isn't masked perfectly even when you wear that masquerade brooch.'

'But…'

'No. Listen, when you use such an eye-catching skill, who knows if someone can sense that the skill is abnormal and discover your identity as a transmigrator?'

At that time, Ainsley fell silent.

She didn't think about this at all, thinking that the masquerade soul brooch was enough to hide her identity, but apparently, it's not enough.

'This lord has a feeling that the Golden Scale has a connection with whoever wants to hunt the transmigrator's souls.'

'Okay, okay, I get it...but this war has nothing to do with the Golden Scale, right? They're not from the mafia family…'

'Well, who knows if the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. While we fight, the Golden Scale can sneak into the battlefield and mess us both.'

Ainsley couldn't help but gape. She truly didn't think that far!

But indeed, since the battlefield was an open area, it wasn't hard for other forces to hide behind the mausoleum or inside the mausoleum and silently attacked both mafia families in the war.

'O-okay. That sounds dangerous.'

'It is.'

Ainsley inhaled sharply at the Godfather's response and sighed.

'If the Golden Scale has a relation with the transmigrator hunter group, indeed, it will be dangerous if I carelessly use my AOE luck manipulation skill…'

'That's right. This Lord advises you to only use the Luck Armour to prevent neutraliser ability effects and for the rest, use your shaman or charm ability.'

That's way safer.

Because of this conversation, Ainsley swore not to use her luck manipulation ability in a large range, such as making the golden dome.

In this war, she would only use her blood manipulation skill!

Ainsley snapped out of her flashback about her conversation with the Godfather last night and nodded at her members.

"That's it. Now, let me show you the positions you guys will take...here is the map, and…"

Ainsley divided the troop into five positions. North, East, South, and lastly, west side.

The troops would surround the mausoleum from the land and the sky.

These four directions would be the key to attack the mausoleum and take it over as the Sloan Family's property.

Ainsley even distributed the healers to each team to make sure that the group would have a better chance of survival.

Now...what about the last troop? There's still 100 people left, and it was Ainsley's troop.

"My troop will not join the first attack wave because we will have to look for any new development or anything that might threaten the other troops."

After all, the Godfather advised Ainsley about one more thing…

And that was about the type of ability users that would become their enemy.

'The mausoleum is full of dead spirits. Don't you think that there will be many shamans from that family? This Lord is sure that our target will send many shamans!'

If one had to fight a shaman, they're practically fighting against a well-known figure from the past, and that might not be a good thing.

Thus, the Godfather gave a suggestion…

'This lord will be the one facing the shamans together with you, Lil Lass. A battle against shamans should be done by a shaman too!'

Ainsley nodded at the memories she recalled.

"If any of you spot a shaman or a group of shamans, please immediately inform me. Me and my troops will be the ones to go against the shamans."

Let's see whether those shamans' contracted spirits can win against the Godfather!

"As you wish, boss." The members obeyed Ainsley's arrangement and didn't have anything against it.

Thus, the meeting ended early, and the sun slowly went down.

"We will attack them tonight, at midnight. Please get ready."

"Roger, boss!"

"Hum. Get the troops to rest and arrange a patrol team to defend against the enemy's sudden attack or anything."

"Alright, boss."

"Good. Ah, get some scouts to spy on the situation around the mausoleum too. Report the info to me."

Ainsley then waved her hand, bidding goodbye to her people before slowly walking to her troops with Elliana and Jevon following behind her.

The baby clenched her fists as she looked up at the orange-ish sky.

Tonight...we go to war!

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