Ainsley glared at the appraiser next to her.
Did you mean because I'm a baby, that useless elf pacifier whatsoever is good for me? Are you looking down at me, huh?? You are!
Sensing Ainsley's weird mood, The appraiser finally understood what's going on. The man quickly wiped his forehead and bowed at Ainsley.
"It's not like that, milady! I mean...the golden pacifier is truly suitable for you because they have these features…"
The appraiser started to explain to Ainsley, and when Ainsley finished listening to it, she couldn't help but gasp.
A pacifier used by royal elf babies? Truly suitable for human shamans to strengthen their soul and spirit, enabling them to stand on par with their strong contractual spirit…
Now that's something worth $10 million!
