I Become Baby Mafia Boss

Chapter 386 - "Nightmare"



"I heard that the Sloan Family had just won against the Aretha Family invasion. Is that true?" 

Rie crossed her legs as she

looked at her Vice President, who's still standing tall behind her. 

"That's true, master." 

"If that's so, before we poach that baby, send some support to help the family rebuild their territories or something." Rie casually waved her hand as she looked at her phone. 

The screen was playing Ainsley's popular battle video about 5 minutes long. It had all the best cuts and scenes, fit for a movie trailer. 

"She's not only a dual tamer...but she has a curse-type ability, another charm-type ability and possibly a shaman too, right?" 

Rie mumbled to herself, but the Vice President immediately answered, 

"Indeed. She's suspected to be a Penta ability user at the age of 3. Something so impossible and can destroy her body, but it happens anyway." 

"....maybe we also need to send some supplements to help strengthen her physical strength. Ah, also one for the soul." Rie snapped her fingers and turned her chair around, back to face the desk. 

Since a shaman's power had lots of things to do with one's soul, nourishing their soul should be the best action. 

Moreover, if the shaman was still such a young kid. 

She had a bright future ahead! 

Usually, transmigrators could easily become shamans. However, this profession wasn't well-known yet in the Godfather's era. 

Thus, he never chose to become a shaman. No spirit was so strong that he wanted them, anyway. 

But now, in Ainsley's era, being a shaman was something noble. Not to mention that a lot of powerful dead spirits existed because those legendary figures in the past had piled up. 

Anyone would be blessed if they could be a shaman. 

While Rie was preparing to send some support to Ainsley so that she could poach the baby, the other guild masters also got the news. 

"What? The baby tamed so many beasts and monsters at once in the war against the Aretha Family?!" 

Benjamin, the old man from the monster tamer guild almost tore off his beard when he heard of the news. 

The creepy old man jumped to his feet and started to mumble nonsense. 

"Impossible. This is impossible. Tamers can only tame one monster or beast at one time. Taming all at once is unheard of!" 

"Uh, master. I heard that some experts argued about this too, and they said that it shouldn't be a monster or beast taming ability but more of a charm…" 

Bentley, the head of the monster tamer guild's youth division, fidgeted as he showed the discussion video on Metube to his master. 

"Hm? Not a tamer? I have never heard of a charm ability that can charm monsters and beasts, but that makes sense…" the old man paused and took the phone from Bentley. 

He then watched the video of some expert talking about Ainsley's viral video before putting down the phone. 

"Still, even when she's not a tamer, as long as monsters obey her, she can be considered a tamer too!" 

The old man threw his butt to his chair as he spoke with his hoarse voice. 

"Bentley. No matter what, we have to send an invitation to that prodigy– ah, she's the Godtoddler, I forgot. Hum. Got it?" 

"Should we send it after a few months, master?" 

"Hum, do that. Send some wild monsters to the Sloan Family as my greeting gift. I think the Godtoddler will like it." Benjamin nodded as he smiled from ear to ear, clearly pleased. 

I didn't expect the Godtoddler to actually be the head of the Sloan Family when she's so young, but this is perfect. 

She shouldn't be a full-pledged tamer, but she's better than most tamers! The monster tamer guild still needs talent like her. 

Benjamin already planned to formally invite Ainsley to the monster tamer guild at the capital, but little did he know that his old rival, Bernadette, was also thinking the same thing. 

"That baby isn't a beast tamer, but her ability can be considered a beast tamer. She can even tame Vallan, a sacred beast who already belongs to someone else!" 

Bern slapped his office table as he stops up. His eyes were shining as he looked at the baby's video circulating in the mafia's web and Metube. 

"Dalton, my good disciple. You have to make sure you invite her to our summer class a few months from now. Okay?" The old man stroke his beard as he looked at his young disciple. 

It was Dalton, the head of the beast tamer guild's youth division at the capital. 

"Hum. Leave it to me, master. I already got her contact number. It will be easy to invite her." Dalton nodded solemnly as he watched his master left the room with wide strides. 

'It seems that the master is happy to find such a good seedling…' 

The young man shook his head helplessly as he arranged some tamers from the guild to send support to the Sloan Family...to butter up the baby. 

After all, everyone now knew that the miraculous baby is the Sloan Family's new family head! 

Meanwhile, at Ainsley's place, the Godfather had just returned. 

As usual, he entered Ainsley's bedroom at ease, only to hear some murmurs coming from the bed. 

"Ugh….ughhh…" 

...mm? 

The Godfather lifted his eyebrows as he dashed to Ainsley's bed. Once he's floating above her, he could then clearly see the baby's face. 

The Godfather couldn't help but suck in the cold air. 

Why is Ain's face so pale? She's clearly already so healthy! 

Indeed, Ainsley's face wasn't only pale, but she's drenched in sweat while murmuring things. 

"Ugh...no...it's you guys fault...I...I kill you guys…" 

She's having a nightmare. A dangerous one. 

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