"But, Mr Roger, the air force is still needed…" Alex, the eagle-like young man, slowly sat down and lowered his head. His voice became quieter as he spoke.
"Anyway, let's observe the young miss. Those old foxes in the family might persuade her to choose them as her guardian. If the young miss picks the wrong guardian…" the blue-eyed elder expressed his worry.
The high-waist skirt almost touched Ainsley's chest while the white blouse had frills and thin ribbon on the chest area. The long sleeves also covered the baby's arms perfectly.
The Ale and The Chale family also didn't do anything much other than gathering information since they didn't have the power to offend the main family like the other branches.
At this moment, ominous creatures had already appeared outside the human city one after another, but there weren’t many of them. For the more than 30 billion human beings, they were no different from cannon fodder.
The stress accumulated over a few weeks after the baby transmigrated became the reason why Ainsley didn't stop crying. The baby just needed time to vent, and now is the right time.
The only one who could reverse the situation if she woke up and proved to the others that she already bonded with the sacred guardian, even taming him.
"Hwu...hwu…" Ainsley breathed carefully as she tip-toe to the two bookshelves. Even when the distance was far, she was able to reach the bookshelves in just 5 minutes.