Do you all know the future?

Chapter 114 Ceasefire
Diane showed no interest in the artistic decorations in Isabella's bedroom; his gaze was fixed on the head maid and her tightly clasped Isabella's hand.

A soft light emanated from the head maid's hands, and Isabella's body also glowed, as if the light could spread.

"How about it?"

When the head maid lowered her hand, Diane leaned closer and asked with some concern, "Isabella is still asleep and hasn't woken up."

"It's alright, it's all been adjusted. The other party didn't intend to do anything to Dean Isabella, after all, their ultimate goal is to cure her."

The head maid placed Isabella's hand under the blanket and pulled it up to cover her.

"Margaret, you've worked hard, even snatching the laws from the hands of the gods."

Diane felt relieved; Isabella was safe.
"It's not hard work. It's not easy for my master to face danger with me."

The head maid pulled Diane into her arms, and since there was no one around, she wanted to keep Diane from swaying back and forth.

"I didn't do anything; I was just a decoy. What's there to say? It was you who planned and saved Isabella. I'll tell her when she wakes up."

Diane drowned in the head maid's gentle embrace, looking at Isabella. Isabella knew how to behave, and upon hearing these words, she knew how to treat the head maid from now on.

"It's not for her gratitude, but for my divine child, my beloved. Her loyalty to you is her reward!"

The head maid was fair in rewarding and punishing; she pampered the women who loved Diane and distanced herself from those she didn't. She didn't have the same savior mentality; if it were anyone else, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

"Even if it was for my sake, she was still saved in the end. I should be grateful, and I am very grateful to Margaret."

After becoming a demigod, the maid's divine radiance gave people a non-human feeling; she was high above, sacred and elegant, and not of the same species.

"Okay, stop praising me. You don't need to thank me, and I don't need to thank you."

It's not about growing apart, but about becoming closer; family doesn't need to speak like outsiders.

"I understand. By the way, since you stole the Moon Goddess's laws, will she come to the mortal realm to seek revenge and take back the laws?"

Skipping the formalities, Diane felt a little worried, thinking that it was the Moon Goddess's law that had healed Isabella.

Trusting the head maid and worrying about the head maid are not contradictory. Anyone who has been wronged will want to take revenge, let alone a god who values ​​his reputation.

"I was just worried they wouldn't come. With our current strength, we can't deal with them in the Spirit Realm. If they come to the Material Realm, I guarantee they won't come back alive."

The head maid's confident tone infected Diane, and Diane also felt indifferent. Thinking of the head maid's current strength, she felt at ease.

"I'm just afraid of their schemes and tricks; you've been harmed before."

Diane was no longer worried, but she still couldn't help but remind them that it's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. Just from what happened to Isabella and Queen Greta, we know that these gods really have no morals.

"I won't fall into the same trap twice, and I won't talk about morality with them this time either."

The head maid gave a soft hum, tightening her embrace around Diane's waist slightly, and rested her head gently on Diane's shoulder, following Diane's gaze to the maid on the bed.

"Reasonable principles should be discussed with gentlemen, while truth should be presented to petty people."

Might makes right. Since we've already decided they're enemies, there's no need to try to win them over with love.

"What's the next step to further improve your strength? Just like the time traveler said, let's overthrow the rule of the gods!"

When it came to dealing with these gods, Diane was curious about the head maid's next plan.

"I'm not in a hurry to improve my strength. There are no rivals in the material world. I'm stronger now than I was before."

Her cheek rubbed against Diane's, whispering sweet nothings, and a strand of the head maid's gold hair skipped over the headband and landed on Diane's cheek.

"So we need to lie low for a while and recover our strength as lesser gods. Can't we guarantee your survival in the Spirit Realm?"

Diane thought that becoming a lesser god would make it harder to establish herself in the spirit realm, so she agreed with what the head maid said.

"That's not the reason; there are other reasons why we're not breaking through for the time being!"

The head maid blew on Diane's cheek, making Diane feel ticklish all over and her whole body go limp.

"what reason?"

"It's because of you, Master!"

Holding the soft Diane in her arms, the beautiful woman's gaze became even more loving and doting.

"I?"

Diane felt slightly puzzled, not understanding what this had to do with her.

“I am not afraid of the gods, the laws of space and time, or even lesser gods. I can destroy them. I am just worried about you. I am worried that you will not be able to handle the affairs of the material world when I leave, and I am also worried that if I take you to the spirit realm, your affairs in the material world will run into trouble again.”

"The fact that lesser gods are not afraid of other gods does not mean they can necessarily defeat them; it only means they can protect themselves. If I hastily become a true god, who in the material world will protect your harem and country in the material world?"

The head maid's words left Diane speechless. The material world still couldn't do without the head maid. Without her, there would be one less powerful figure who could intimidate others.

"I'm sorry, I will work hard to cultivate!"

Diane reflected on herself and said that if he were also a demigod, or even an angel, the head maid wouldn't have so many troubles.

"I've already said, no thanks, and of course, no apologies. Whether you're strong or weak, I love you."

"Your own efforts in cultivation are useless. What you should strive for is to use your holy blood to control more powerful women and form a huge harem. They can help each other, so I won't have to worry when I go to the Spirit Realm."

The head maid first stated her position, then criticized Diane's wrong thinking, saying that it's better to be a kept woman than to work hard. Diane would take forever to cultivate to become a demigod, but with the Holy Blood controlling a demigod, it would only take half a month with a little effort.

“Margaret’s criticism is correct, but with so many strong women there, where would you find so many opportunities…”

Diane argued that he hadn't gone looking for it, assuming there was no chance, and that his aversion to being controlled by the Holy Blood had lessened, but he was simply not a proactive person to begin with.

"You need a pair of eyes to spot..."

"Ok?"

Margaret was about to guide him, telling him to have an eye for beauty and to look more at married women, when Isabella on the bed let out a whimper.

The conversation between Diane and Isabella paused as their attention focused on Isabella, who was about to wake up.

The red-haired, red-eyed, aloof noblewoman struggled to open her eyes. The moment she saw Diane, she grabbed Diane's hand and practically dragged her out of the head maid's arms, leading her to her bed.

"Xiao An, you're here, you're here with me..." A strong sense of dependence and possessiveness overwhelmed him. He hugged and kissed Diane through the blanket. Diane wanted to say something, but seeing how excited he was, she decided not to and waited for his excitement to subside.

"What's wrong? Did you dream about something scary?"

His hand meandered around Isabella's swan-like neck, forehead to forehead, wanting to share Isabella's pain.

"Nothingness, nothing at all, I miss you, I want you by my side!"

Isabella's emotions stabilized somewhat; Diane's affectionate forehead kiss was effective, and her agitated heart gradually calmed down.

“I’m here with you. Don’t try to be strong next time. If there’s a problem in the family, you should tell me so we can discuss it together, instead of keeping it from me and waiting for things to get worse.”

Her fingers ran through her smooth hair, the large, wavy red hair making the beautiful woman even more radiant, mature, and sexy. In contrast, she appeared petite and dependent, adding a touch of cuteness.

"Xiao An, I...you saved me?"

Isabella finally understood her current situation. She looked around and then at Diane. Although she didn't know what had happened, she felt at ease the moment she saw Diane.

“I don’t have that kind of ability. It was Margaret who managed to snatch a part of the laws concerning the soul from the Moon Goddess after she descended from the heavens. Otherwise, I would still be racking my brains about how to save you.”

Diane spoke of the head maid's kindness, saying that the head maid wished all women loved him, and Diane wished all women respected the head maid.

"Thank you, Lady Margaret. Was it a conspiracy by the Moon Goddess? I was too careless!"

Isabella could roughly deduce what had happened just from hearing those few words, and she sincerely thanked the head maid.

“Dean Isabella was also doing this for her master. Loran has already explained that the purpose of using the Soul Searching Technique was to completely annihilate Duke Ryan. Secondly, she wanted to discover the followers and arrangements of the evil god. These gods would have found other ways to make their plans, even if they didn’t rely on this.”

The head maid offered a similar word of comfort. Just hearing Isabella's determination to rather die than become an accomplice of the gods, the head maid already felt quite fond of her.

As a goddess, as a ruler, and as a queen who has experienced the betrayal of her subjects, the head maid has a profound feeling that loyalty is priceless.

Isabella proved her loyalty, even if it was somewhat foolish and almost led to a major mistake.

"That's right, don't overthink it. The only thing you should be thinking about is putting aside your stubbornness. You're one of my people, so don't try to handle things alone!"

Diane echoed, saying that Isabella should let go of her psychological burden. Isabella was being somewhat out of touch with reality, but after the explanation, Diane could understand. Ultimately, it was Diane who hadn't given Isabella enough confidence.

"I... because I am your teacher, I don't want to be your weakness. Only a teacher can protect their students!"

Isabella felt a warm glow in her heart; this was what home felt like—no mindless criticism, only tolerance and love.

"Alright, let's stop arguing. I want to know what happened to me after I lost consciousness."

Not wanting to discuss this with Diane, Isabella changed the subject. Having just woken up, she wanted to know what had happened while she was unconscious, as she held Diane close.

"That's right, Margaret and I studied at the palace, and it was Breeze who taught us..."

Diane recounted the events from her own perspective, and Isabella's heart gradually tightened. She unconsciously grabbed Diane's arm, and when she heard Diane say that Vivian had transformed, a hint of understanding and fear appeared on her face.

"Don't worry, don't worry, look at me, I'm perfectly fine now, aren't I?"

Sensing Isabella's tension, Diane smiled and told her to relax. Isabella realized that she was being overly nervous.

However, when it comes to a demigod fighting a lesser god, Isabella can't help but feel nervous. When she heard that the head maid was trying to seize a law, her eyes widened, no less shocked than when the moon goddess was.

"...I'll come to save you by tearing off a part of the Moon Goddess's laws at the end."

The process was short and brief, but Isabella could imagine how exciting and thrilling it was. She remained silent after listening.

The effects of the coma were far greater than Isabella had imagined. Looking at the head maid again, she realized that the other woman was now an unattainable demigod. Isabella felt an unparalleled sense of absurdity.

She was also hearing about the god that Diane and the head maid worshipped for the first time, and she didn't know if this god was credible. Her mind was filled with chaotic thoughts, and she didn't know how to deal with them.

"Alright, it's all over now. Get some rest. What if you ruin your health? Your body isn't just your own..."

Your body belongs to me, so please take good care of it.

Isabella remained silent, her eyes vacant. Diane knew she was blaming herself, so she tried to comfort her. But before Diane could finish her comforting words, Isabella angrily interrupted her.

"Lorraine, you big mouth, you even told you this. Sigh, whatever, you know it or not. I was going to let you know sooner or later anyway. We still don't know if it's a boy or a girl..."

Isabella was initially angry, her flushed face masking her earlier vulnerability and self-reproach. She took Diane's hand and stroked downwards, through the thin blanket, until they reached her lower abdomen.

"Huh? Teacher, what are you talking about?"

Diane was stunned, truly stunned. She seemed to understand, yet not quite.

"You don't know? What did you just say wasn't just me?"

Isabella blushed even more, thinking Diane was teasing her, and pinched Diane's cheek hard with her free hand to tell Diane to stop teasing her.

"Teacher, you're pregnant, mine?"

Now I understand!
"If it's not yours, whose is it? Could it be that dead ghost whose soul has been ground to dust? He did hear when you got me pregnant."

Isabella was furious, but she couldn't bear to pinch Diane's face too hard. So she just tugged at his face from all sides to make him talk more rationally and not be so infuriating.

"Oh, oh, oh... that's not what I meant. I just, I felt, how should I put it, suddenly... he heard, hehe."

Diane was rambling incoherently. All the knowledge she had about childbirth was telling her that getting pregnant was difficult, and getting someone above the angel level to get pregnant was even more difficult. Suddenly, a bombshell piece of news hit her in the face.

Surprise, delight, astonishment, and smugness.

"You idiot, don't let your child be as stupid as you!"

How embarrassing! Diane's expression clearly showed that she didn't know, or that she had just found out. She had let it slip herself!
"If only she were as smart as her mother, Duke Ryan would be so happy to conceive, haha..."

Diane's casual, perfunctory reply was only part of the story; she's currently trying to conceive.

However, Isabella clearly only heard the first part, and the child's mother went on to do several foolish things.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... Don't pull my ear..."

Despite seeing Diane in pain, the head maid not only didn't stop her, but instead gave her a maternal smile.

(End of this chapter)