I Become Baby Mafia Boss

The ability user controlled 'Ainsley', the illusion and made her move.

'Ainsley' paused for a few seconds before snorting at Ainsworth.

"Of course, you have to give back the body. The body is mine in the first place. Everyone's love toward you, they're all supposed to be mine!"

'Ainsley' stopped using cutesy language and glared at Ainsworth with reddened eyes as if she suffered a great injustice.

"Grandpa Yofan's love for you is directed to me! Elliana's loyalty is mine! The five buds and the 9 generals' reverence is also for me! Not you!"

The ability user, the hunter, skillfully drew the illusion to reflect what was deep inside Ainsworth's consciousness.

At some point, Ainsworth really did think about this, and now, it was all revealed in front of her.

'Ainsley' mercilessly showed Ainsworth's deepest thoughts and stabbed Ainsworth's feelings with just a few sentences.

"You don't deserve their love, loyalty, and adoration! You even drag some of the family members to death because you offend the Aretha Family– "

'Ainsley' took a deep breath before shouting.

"YOU DON'T DESERVE ANYTHING!"

Ainsworth instantly staggered. This time, she truly looked horrified and lost.

That one sentence stabbed her sore spot, immensely hurtful.

"I...I…" Ainsworth couldn't refute or speak for a few seconds. She just sat on the ground, dumbfounded.

'Everyone's attention and love toward me...isn't for me at all. Yeah, that's right….'

Ainsworth had thought of this several times. After all, her family members loved 'Ainsley', the body, the family head, not 'Ainsworth', the soul inside.

No matter what, even when the real Ainsley did nothing and just settled as a puppet for the branch families, Grandpa Yofan and Elliana would still love her.

It's all because she's the direct heir and descendant of the Sloan Family, their hope and pride.

But...it was never Ainsworth, right?

Ainsworth couldn't deny this possibility.

Grandpa Yofan loved Ainsley, Elliana loved Ainsley, the five buds, the 6 elders and the 9 generals loved Ainsley, the body, the status as the family head.

If...if it's only Ainsworth…

As if knowing the girl's thoughts, 'Ainsley' snickered and spoke in a voice full of disdain.

"Your real self is useless. You are only useful when you steal my body. You steal my identity, and you think you successfully help the family because of your soul...but is it?"

'Ainsley' harrumphed and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"Your charm ability is supposed to be mine. Your keen hearing is also supposed to be mine. As for the other two abilities, it's just a cheat because you are a foreign soul."

In other words, Ainsworth got it easy and was very lucky to have such abilities.

But in the end, it was all thanks to Ainsley's status as the direct descendant.

Maybe the real Ainsley would also have the same achievements as Ainsworth once she grew up.

"What's with the 'miracle baby'? Hmp. You're 20 years. At your age, with such a little achievement, aren't you ashamed?"

Ainsworth once again took the words into her heart. Her heart secretly bled from such ruthless comments, yet she herself knew that what 'Ainsley' was true.

Right, I'm already an adult, yet my achievements are limited to the things I have achieved so far. That's so low compared to my real age…

Ainsworth's eyes dimmed. She didn't realise that currently, her soul was shaking.

Her doubt, confusion, and guilt made her soul unstable.

The blue fire-like soul flickered, and the ability user hiding around the mausoleum could sense it.

Together with his other friends, they hid inside the forest not far from the mausoleum and secretly observed Ainsworth.

When Ainsworth's soul was flickering, becoming unstable, all of them looked at each other and grinned.

"This is good. The more unstable her soul is, the easier for us to harvest."

"Have you brought the tool, though? Or will it be a soul thief?"

There were many weird ability users in this world and it wasn't weird that someone had the ability to steal other people's souls without damaging them.

Of course, the person without a soul would die and wouldn't be able to reincarnate…

Just like the Godfather who turned into a dead spirit.

At the person's question, the guy in charge of feeding illusions to Ainsley's soul paused before answering.

"We haven't had a soul thief for quite a time, so we will use a tool."

The person asking, the female sniper, couldn't help but click her tongue.

"No wonder you have to shake her soul like that. The chance of extracting her soul using a tool is so low if her soul is stable, right?"

"Right. Actually, when the Godfather was wounded, her soul shook too, but she's not unconscious yet. It's hard to take away her soul."

The guy played with a small glass tube in his hand before sighing.

"This girl's soul is strong. It will be hard to take away her soul unless she loses all reason and rationality while in her comatose state."

That's why they agitated Ainsley so much like that.

Their goal was simple.

It was to bring Ainsley to the brink of madness and despair, before easily harvesting her soul.

The tool in the guy's hand, the soul-extracting tool was provided by those people...known as the hunters.

The mad researchers that Cellino and the Godfather warned Ainsley about.

The four people chatted for a while before they asked the person in charge of giving an illusion to Ainsley's soul through the marble bullets they shot.

"How is it? Has she gone mad? Or maybe she's still persevering?"

The person paused a bit before answering in a slightly regretful tone.

"She's so stubborn!"

He didn't know what happened but her soul slowly stabilized, ah!

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