Chapter 6 6

Ainsley wanted to blame the maids and think that they're bullying her. However, no matter how delusional she was thanks to her chuunibyou syndrome, she wasn't a fool.

There's no way the maids would blatantly let her suffer when they know she would be the leader of the family one day. Even now, once she gained a guardian, she could be called the head of the family even if it's only in name.

Hmmm if they're not bullying me...then what's the reason for not carrying me?

Maybe...

The mafia family should be strict, right? So it's understandable if they want the children to be independent as early as possible.

Yes, they want me to surpass the norm of an ordinary baby by letting me walk this far by myself. As expected of a mafia family.

Ainsley convinced herself that she had to walk alone to prove her dignity as the heiress.

Bearing the pride of someone who thought herself as a protagonist, Ainsley strode arrogantly despite struggling to walk this far.

Hmph. This great me will never succumb just because of my short legs!

Ainsley lifted her legs and walked faster despite looking like a cute little cat trotting on the floor.

She might be correct about the mafia family being strict, but the reason why the maids didn't carry her wasn't like what she thought of.

The maids waiting for Ainsley to reach the great hall couldn't hold back their feelings. Their eyes as they watched their young miss try her best to walk alone started to turn red.

Ahh, look at those short legs, yet she still wants to walk alone!

Oh my, how did the young miss change? She was so spoiled before, but now she looks so dependable.

No wonder the elders still give her a chance to be the leader once she becomes an adult. The young miss is great!

Look at her struggling to walk yet she doesn't complain. Such a great talent...

The maids were overwhelmed by the baby's strong desire to be independent. The toddler's small and weak back looked strangely gorgeous for the maids.

Ainsley looked charming this way even when she didn't use her charm ability.

The maids silently exchanged a glance as they supported Ainsley to walk to the great hall. The distance was quite far, so Ainsley had to walk for 30 minutes before she arrived.

Of course, an adult would only need 10 minutes to go there. But for Ainsley, the distance was tripled.

Finally!

Ainsley sighed in relief as she stood in front of a mega-huge golden door crafted with the curled up dolphin.

Behind this door must be the great hall.

Ainsley held a deep breath and prepared her heart. Her heart had been pounding fast for a while, but she quickly controlled her emotion.

Yes, I must not shrink back. Play your role as a cute baby and take over the hall.

It would be the first step to be a complete protagonist.

Ainsley thought that this time, she would enter while the maid carried her. She would then look at everyone in the great hall from the same height.

At first, this was supposed to happen. But because the maids appreciate Ainsley's effort to prove herself, they tacitly backed down.

None of them touched Ainsley even after the guards in front of the door announced her name.

"The heiress, Lady Ainsley Sloan is entering!"

Following the thunderous voice, the golden door slowly opened. The heavy door let out creaking noises as various chatterings inside the hall hushed in just a few seconds.

Thousands of eyes simultaneously looked toward the opened door, and everyone's attention was on the small figure not taller than an adult's knees.

The figure of a toddler came into view. Her purple hair resembling a villain's hair was tied into a mini bun. Her large, blue eyes were like a reincarnation of the dolphin pendant hanging on her neck.

Her short limbs moved as the baby silently walked on the red carpet stretched from the door to the stage. On the stage, one could see a magnificent golden throne with red seating.

Silence filled the marble hall as the people in black and white suits subconsciously parted, creating a path for the baby. Their action looked like the human red sea parting with a single wave of one's hand.

With the people stepping back, the previously packed red carpet was empty. Only one figure could be seen walking down the carpet.

It was Ainsley.

The figure of the baby might be small and weak, but her eyes shone like a predator of the sea. Yet it contained the innocence and pure essence of a dolphin.

The visitors filling the great hall held their breath. None seemed to move their eyes from the little creature who walked on her own two feet, crossing the sea of humans.

Their heart was in awe at the sight of the baby who bravely marched alone. No children could withstand the pressure of these people with their hands soaked in blood.

Even though they might look kind outside, their bloodthirsty aura honed from the battlefield couldn't be suppressed that easily.

Ordinary children would freak out and cry while the children of the mafias might flinch and shiver.

But what's with this 3-years-old toddler? She didn't bother to look at the guests as her eyes only focused on the golden throne. It was as if these people didn't even enter her eyesight.

Too insignificant.

This was the aura that the baby emitted. She might not consciously do that, but her pressure was threatening enough for the people in the hall to be wary of her.

Truly, the heiress is still the heiress.

Or not.

At this moment, Ainsley felt like peeing. The girl gritted her teeth as she kept advancing while ignoring the people's gaze on her.

Fck. Why are there so many of them?! And why do all of them are scary? They look like a killer! Wait, they are a killer. They're a mafia!

Ainsley felt a crushing defeat even before she started a battle. Her confidence that soared to the sky fell to hell when she first stepped into the hall.

The pressure of these guests exceeded her imagination. Each of them had the aura of death lingering around them, and the smell of blood seemed to linger in the air.

It might be her abnormal sixth sense, but Ainsley was more sensitive to a person's aura after entering this body.

She could vaguely see the image of various beasts behind these people. Some had the aura of elementals while others were surrounded in a white fog.

Those must be the representation of their special ability.

These people...are high-grade ability users!

Ainsley was convinced. The girl instantly felt like a meek lamb entering the den of a tiger.

How could a baby dominate these fierce people?

Even the elders didn't give off such a pressuring aura. In fact, she found it more comfortable to be with the elders than to be with these people.

Even though these people had a bright smile as they watched her walk to the front, it felt like a bunch of fake masks.

Damn. Damn. I underestimated these ability users and the mafia family. I shouldn't be too arrogant when I don't know much about this world!

Ainsley felt that her body was so terrified that she moved stiffly. She couldn't even flinch or tremble. Her eyes didn't want to look at the people, and her pupil only focused on the throne.

It was her defence mechanical. If she didn't do that, her mental health would deteriorate. The mental strength of a baby wasn't great enough to withstand the pressure of these people.

These people must be the best out of the best in the Sloan Family!

While suppressing her fear, Ainsley kept walking until she arrived at the stage. The baby didn't have time to enjoy the lavish interior of the great hall built using white and black marble.

Once she arrived, the girl immediately climbed the throne even though she found it difficult to climb. The girl's short limbs flailed a few times before she could finally sit on the throne.

Ah, yes. This is it.

Ainsley sighed in relief and had just lifted her head when the sight of the people came into view. All of them were staring at her with a weird gaze as if they just witnessed something strange.

Ba-thump.

Ainsley's breath stiffened. The girl felt like time just froze for her. The eyes of these people were truly....weird.

What, what? What's going on? Did I look disgraceful? Why are they pitying me?!

Yes, the look those people directed to Ainsley was none other than pity. They pitied Ainsley, but at the same time, they were suppressing the urge to pinch her cheek.

It's simply because they saw the toddler climb the throne with abundant difficulties. Her effort as she mounted the throne, truly looked like a squirrel trying to climb a tree.

In another word...

So cute!

Gulp.

The people in the hall clenched their fists to remind them of their mission. Even if the young miss was cute beyond their expectation, they couldn't be swayed.

Silence filled the hall again since no one spoke. All of them had a solemn face looking as if they attended a funeral. The stiff atmosphere put pressure on Ainsley, and she almost fainted if not for her strong mentality.

Hey, say something! When will the meeting start? Ah, wait, is this a meeting? I think it's a test to choose my guardian.

Ainsley crossed her tiny legs and gripped her fur jacket to bear the pressure of these people. They were looking at her as if she's a delicious pie falling from the sky.

These people...they want to make me a puppet leader, right? If I become dependent on them even after I reach adulthood, they will reap a lot of benefits!

Ainsley gritted her tiny teeth as she scanned the people's eyes in front of her. The distance between her and the group was only 5 meters, but she felt as if she's so close to them.

Aish. Where are the elders? Why aren't they here yet?

When Ainsley wanted the elders to come and start the guardian selection, as if her wish was granted, the elder with blue eyes suddenly appeared beside the throne.

He just popped out so suddenly that Ainsley almost got a heart attack.

Teleportation?!

The wind aftermath of the teleportation blew Ainsley's cheek, giving off a strange sensation. If not for the wind, she wouldn't realise that the elder just used teleportation.

Damn. It is too overpowered. Is the elder's power...teleportation? Ugh, isn't that good? So strong!

Ainsley silently admired the elder while the elder peeked at Ainsley and nodded with a smile. He might look warm outside, but once he faced the crowds, his face turned cold.

"Thank you for coming." The elder put his hands behind his back and lifted his chin high. His cold voice echoed throughout the room, and the crowds stiffened.

SRAK.

"Greetings, absolute elder!" The crowds instantly lowered their heads at the same time and greeted the elder without any command.

Oh, wow.