Ainsley didn't want to use her trump card this fast, but since the sacred guardian was indeed not an ordinary cat, she could only sit down cross-legged and started to use her charm power.
"Mm. Beast...market...auction." Elliana gave a short reply. She didn't say which market and which auction she attended, but obviously, it should be the best in the whole capital.
That's quite a scary thing to imagine. Ainsley would feel like sitting on lines and needles, and God knows whether she could sleep or not. Under such pressure, even an adult would be wide awake for days.
It was difficult to tell a person’s age if one did not probe with one’s Divine Consciousness. Many of those who had lived for tens of thousands of years liked to maintain a youthful appearance after all.
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.
With such a thought, Finley was determined to see whether Ainsley was a regressor or not. Sadly, the girl didn't seem to know about the future, which means she wasn't a regressor.
The four school districts silently surrounded a round-shaped city blocked with tall city walls yet people could still see the tall retro-vibe buildings in the city.