Do you all know the future?

Chapter 4 Isolated

Are you already that famous?

Diane thought about it, but subconsciously denied it. He was a foreigner who couldn't even afford a carriage, so who would know him?

Each thing was beyond his expectations. He was already shocked by the infighting among the nobles, but Diane didn't understand why the young master called out his name accurately and showed extreme kindness.

Because it was difficult to understand, Diane became wary, wondering if the other party was using him as a tool. He subconsciously took a step back and felt more at ease when he touched the maid's body.

What Diane couldn't understand even more was the knight lying on the ground and screaming. He covered his hands in pain and looked at the young master with confusion.

"It hurts... Luo Lan, are you crazy? You attacked me. We are all nobles, and you are doing this for this foreign thing, ah..."

Roland kicked the joint of the mithril armor, and Mio screamed in pain again. The knights around him turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch this scene, it was too cruel.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you bark in front of me?"

Roland stepped on the back of his hand which was not protected by armor, and Mio's screams became even more shrill. They were all vulnerable parts.

He felt that he had made it clear enough that Diane was not someone Mio could afford to offend. Why was Mio still refusing to give in and ignoring his words?

"..."

Now Mio was speechless. He looked at Roland with fear, not even daring to show any resentment. He saw the violence in Roland's eyes.

As a great noble in Landu City, it would be difficult to kill him, but it was not impossible. He didn't dare to imagine what kind of reaction Roland would get if he said one more word.

"I'm sorry, Lord An, he's a brainless fool and has offended you. I've already punished him. Let's go into the academy."

Roland turned his head and looked at Mio, who was sobbing. He couldn't believe that the attitudes of the two parties were so different. Is Diane Roland's father?

"We're not very familiar with each other, and I'm already familiar with the academy. It's not necessary. Thank you for your kindness!"

Even if Roland wanted to use Diane as a tool for political struggle, this attitude was too friendly, so friendly that Diane had some other guesses and felt a chill all over her body.

"I actually forgot to introduce myself. This is the first time we meet. Lorraine Stuart, you can call me Lorraine, Lord An."

Loran raised his hand and placed it on his chest. His attitude was even more humble, so humble that even Margaret felt it was too much. He touched Diane's waist with the back of his hand.

"I am but a minor noble who immigrated from Istaya. I don't deserve the title of lord. This is our first meeting, and we are unfamiliar with each other. You should examine the knight's injuries. School is about to start, and I should leave."

Lord refers to all nobles without titles, but it is a respectful title, usually used by a person of lower status to address a person of higher status, or as a courtesy between two senior nobles. Diane and Margaret did not think that Diane had such qualifications on the surface.

Diane politely declined and strode past Roland, trying her best to save Roland's face and not cause unnecessary trouble.

Diane didn't know Roland, but the surname Stuart often followed the word Duke in newspapers, and Diane often read about it in the newspapers.

"I'm sorry for being so presumptuous. I originally wanted to pay you a formal visit in a few days, but when I saw you being harassed, I couldn't help but take action. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

With a humble smile, Roland did not become annoyed by Diane's distant attitude. Instead, he reflected on his own mistakes, which made Mio on the ground feel as if the world was upside down.

Loran is crazy, really crazy.

He was just a ragtag nobleman from Istaya, a guy with black hair and yellow skin. Roland was so tolerant. Was he still the son of the domineering duke?
All my previous cognitions have collapsed, and I even wondered if Roland was bewitched by an evil spirit, but Diane's actions did not seem to indicate any connection between the two.

Diane pretended not to hear. Roland's humility was too strange. He quickened his pace and came to the entrance of the college.

The knight who was blocking civilians from entering the academy at the door also noticed the movement on Diane's side, and did not stop Diane, allowing him and Margaret to enter the academy.

Roland didn't catch up, he just stared at Diane's back in a daze, with a slight smile on his lips, looking very happy.

After entering the academy and getting away from the astonished gazes of the crowd, Diane asked the maid in confusion, the series of events that just happened seemed more fantastical even to a time traveler.

"Have you been exposed? Are the Stuart family trying to get close to you?"

The biggest secret of Diane is the queen who once suppressed the abyss. Otherwise, Diane could not think of what secrets she had that were worthy of someone from a noble family to help her out, and even to conflict with other nobles for her.

"Probably not. The other person's eyes were on you from beginning to end. He didn't even glance at me. The compliments he made were also about you, not me."

The maid was also thinking that the former Knight Queen was very sharp-eyed, and Roland's target was Diane, not her.

"Is our government affairs class really that valuable? I just want to be a clerk working from nine to five."

If it weren't for Margaret, Diane would never have thought that she had accidentally chosen a popular career.
"Probably not, otherwise your classmate wouldn't have been beaten so badly before, Master. The fact that he could call out your name accurately means that he knows you, Master."

"If you intend to manipulate something through the master's hand, then that's too much of a coincidence. You need to accurately grasp the master's personality and habits, and then rescue the master at the right time."

The maid analyzed the information, but there was too little information. She could infer some things, but it was only the tip of the iceberg. Most of the information was still shrouded in mystery.

"How about we run away? There's no place in the world where we can't go. The waters of Tudor are deep, and I don't think I can hold on!"

The time traveler has no sense of belonging and no sense of security. Home is where his family is, and hometown is where he feels at ease. If the environment is not suitable, then he will leave.

"Master, let's first check the situation. Other places will be affected to some extent by the eruption of the Istaya Abyss. Tudor is relatively safe at the moment. If we find that it is not working, we will leave immediately."

The maid put down the briefcase in her hand and gently held Diane's hand to ease Diane's anxiety. Under her gentle smile, Diane also felt that she was a little impatient.

"Besides, we are no longer lambs to be slaughtered. This is no longer the time for you, a mortal, to protect me. I may be a little weak now, but I can definitely protect you."

A pair of heterochromic eyes gave people an inexplicable sense of security. The maid rubbed Diane's hands, and Diane felt a warmth passing through her palms. Diane could feel the maid's confidence and pride, as if she was telling Diane to trust her more.

"Well, maybe I'm overthinking it."

Diane reflected on whether she was too sensitive and therefore thought too much. Things were different now. Margaret was no longer the weak figure she used to be and needed to avoid trouble.

"Let's go. If we don't get to the auditorium now, the ceremony will start!"

Gently squatting down, she placed Diane's hand to her lips and blew on it. After warming Diane's hand, the maid smiled with relief. "Okay!"

As if her spine was supported, Diane straightened her back with confidence and walked towards the auditorium. She didn't feel cold even when the cold wind blew through her, and her heart was warm.

There were already quite a few people in the auditorium. Diane followed the number plate to his class and found that although he was delayed for some time, he was still the first to arrive.

There were only two of them, Margaret and him, so the place seemed particularly empty and stood out from the crowd, attracting a lot of people's attention.

Diane was delayed for some time, and her classmates hadn't arrived yet? And they were stopped outside?

This kind of scrutinizing and rejecting look made Diane very uncomfortable, especially as more and more people entered the auditorium, and the looks they gave him became more and more strange.

As the students were talking, many of them glanced at Dai An, as if wondering why he was here while other students from the government affairs class were still being stopped outside the college.

After someone told him what happened at the college gate, he became even more surprised and suspicious, and looked at Diane with more inquiry, as if he was curious about why Diane could receive Roland's kindness.

Just when Diane was feeling quite uncomfortable, a noisy sound came from outside the auditorium door, drawing everyone's attention away from Diane and toward the door.

The royal knight in mithril armor pushed open the door, followed by a dozen men and women and their maids. Some of them had scars on their faces and bodies, and their clothes were disheveled and looked disheveled, not as formal as the maids.

Among them was a young man who was punched in the morning and had a bruised face. His swollen face had turned blue over time and looked extremely scary.

These attires naturally caused all the students present to burst into laughter, and they looked down upon these commoners who were trying to squeeze into the aristocratic college.

The pale faces of the group of people turned red without exception. Those who were beaten were ashamed, and those who were not beaten were also ashamed, because these people were laughing at their group.

Their eyes longed for help from the Royal Knights beside them, but the Royal Knights under the helmet masks did not move, they just opened the door and escorted these civilians in safely.

"What are you making such a fuss about! Haven't you been taught noble manners at home?"

A cold and piercing rebuke was heard, and the auditorium fell silent. Following the sound, a flaming blood-red rose strolled out from the lounge.

Her red hair was tied up high, she looked cool and capable, and her mature face was like finely carved porcelain, with soft and graceful lines, revealing an innate superior temperament.

A pair of red eyes, like the red moon hanging high in the sky, are cold and mysterious, as if they can see through all the secrets deep in people's hearts. Her lips are thin and rosy, with slightly upturned corners of her mouth, as if she is smiling but not smiling, with a bit of coldness, like the cold fire in the polar regions.

A smart dress perfectly outlines her graceful figure. The white shirt slightly exposed at the neckline and the buttoned top highlight her slender waist, adding a bit of heroic spirit.

She was wearing a dress that outlined her plump and full body. The black stockings were as thin as a cicada's wings, tightly wrapped around her slender legs, highlighting her sexy curves. She was wearing pointed black high heels on her feet, making her look noble and dignified.

Her simple and plain makeup makes her look out of place among the people dressed in fancy clothes, and what makes her even more different from others is her strength.

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

The high heels stepped on the wooden podium, making a heart-shaking sound, as if resonating with the human heart.

Bachelor, Mage, Archmage, Magister, Angel, Demigod, God.

The oppression of the angels, who were second only to demigods in the material world, was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart. The aura of the strong made the proud nobles lower their heads, not daring to look directly at the beautiful woman in the new formal dress, let alone quarrel with her.

"Aren't you students from the academy? Why don't you take a seat? It's so inappropriate to crowd at the door!"

The beautiful woman's red eyes swept coldly over the students in the government affairs class. These students hurriedly looked for their seats in the class without any manners. But this time no one laughed at them. Everyone looked at the beautiful woman on the podium with fear in their eyes.

Soon everyone discovered that the empty seat on Diane's side was for the government affairs class, and they sat down one by one, but with Diane as the center, two seats were left vacant.

Probably because they sensed the difference between Diane and them, they quickly avoided any gazes that passed over him, appearing cautious, fearing to offend Diane, whose identity was unknown.

Of course, there were also some other people who looked at Diane with incomprehensible eyes, trying to understand what was different about this foreigner.

"Welcome everyone to Tudor Royal Academy. I am the dean, Isabella Stuart. This is the cradle of aristocratic education, a place blessed by the gods, and bears the future of the Tudor Empire. In the coming years, you will learn valuable knowledge and refine your studies..."

The capable and beautiful woman was giving a speech on the stage and was not paying attention to the injuries of the freshmen. Her eyes swept across the government affairs class during her speech. Diane stood out from the crowd and was very conspicuous, but she did not get much attention from her.

The people around her looked proud of themselves. Diane couldn't understand why. Were they so easily incited?
It was all nonsense, nothing substantial, like the weekly disciplinary exercises in high school, which were extremely boring. The principal was quite good-looking, pleasing to the eye, like watching a movie.

But for others, being taught by an angel is such an honor. Apart from the entrance ceremony and graduation, there may not be another chance.

“…I wish you all success in your studies, and may the goddess bless you!”

Taking a final look in the direction of the government affairs class, Isabella remembered Diane, who looked a little bored, and the smiling maid from the excited crowd around her. She finished her speech and walked back to the lounge.

After the opening ceremony, Diane wanted to find people around him to chat and communicate, but he found that no one could avoid him, for fear of being associated with him. As soon as the ceremony was over, the people sitting around him moved further away from him.

"It seems like I was isolated? I didn't accompany them in this beating."

Diane smiled bitterly and said to the maid that he seemed to be a little detached from his classmates. Everyone was blocked outside the door, but he was the only one who got in smoothly.

"They are really persistent. They already have you, the master, making an exception, and they still have the nerve to stop people from behind!"

The maid naturally would not blame Diane for the mistake. If there was any fault, it was the world's fault.

"Let's go back. It looks like we won't be able to make new friends today."

Diane stood up and walked out, the maid followed with a faint smile, and the crowd automatically made way for him.

He came to the school gate again. There were several bloodstains on the floor tiles. It seemed that an unlimited fighting competition had broken out. Diane couldn't bear to see the blood and hurried past.

"Da da……"

A luxurious carriage stopped in front of Diane. The family crest printed on the carriage gave Diane a sense of déjà vu. Roland got out of the carriage, and Diane suddenly realized that it was the emblem on Roland's chest, a rose.

"It's cold, let me take you home, Lord An!"

(End of this chapter)