Do you all know the future?

Chapter 7 Fans
The feeling of oppression from the superior came over her completely. She was oppressed by Margaret every day, but Diane handled it with ease and did not show any special reaction. She just felt that the beautiful woman in front of her was very similar to Margaret, which made Isabella raise her eyes.

"Greetings, Madam. I'm An Dai, a minor noble from Istaya. After the Queen's ascension to godhood failed, she realized Istaya wasn't a place to stay for long. I heard Tudor was hiring clerks, so I came to Tudor."

Diane skillfully stated the identity she had prepared. If Isabella knew his identity like Loran, she would not ask such a question. She didn't know that Diane was just giving her an excuse.

"That's a good understanding. I thought all Istaya people were idiots. But you're not a proper Istaya person either. As expected, all Istaya people, except for our Knight Queen, are idiots."

Undisguised contempt emanated from her slender nose. The cold and arrogant woman sneered, her red eyes as cold as the blood moon. Diane could not understand the immense malice, but she certainly felt it.

"Madam is right. Her Majesty is suppressing the demons of the abyss, yet she is being slandered as seeking fame and reputation, aristocrats deceiving the masses, and a bunch of rabble."

If she really still had some feelings for Istaya and considered herself an Istaya, she might be angry, but Diane didn't care and even wanted to give a thumbs up.

"Nobles loyal to Queen Greta? They still have some conscience. Such a saintly queen, such beautiful chivalrous virtues, yet in the end, she lost to a bunch of foolish nobles and mobs."

Diane's answer seemed to touch Isabella's heart. Her tone softened a lot, and the blood moon trembled. She praised Diane and said with regret at the same time.

"Now without the Queen's protection, Istaya is doomed. It was because of this that I came to Tudor. I wonder if the major churches can withstand the invasion of the Abyss without the Queen."

Diane was undoubtedly standing on Margaret's side, and her tone was filled with gloating. She felt sorry for seeing people die, but she felt relieved when she thought that it was their own fault.

"Probably not. Peace has lasted too long, and people have forgotten that there are demigods in the Abyss. Without Queen Greta's protection, Istaya is nothing. The major churches will have to pay a price to make this happen. Even a divine descent is not impossible."

The cold and beautiful Isabella raised a little arc at the corner of her tightly pursed lips. After scolding someone together, she was not so critical of Diane, although she was still cold and noble.

Diane's attitude was sincere, as if he had nothing to do with Istaya. He also respected and felt sorry for Queen Greta, and resonated with Isabella.

"But it doesn't matter. It won't affect Tudor. You are very wise and recognize the greatness of Queen Greta. It's some fools in Tudor who still believe the propaganda of the Istaya people."

Isabella's eyes showed a hint of admiration. Being able to get the truth amidst the deception of the nobles and the church and not be swayed by the mob was a skill.

"You are too kind, Madam. I do not believe the Queen would seek fame and fortune by exploiting people's fear and belief to ascend to deity."

Diane shook her head and lowered her eyes to see that pair of incredibly beautiful legs, which extended downwards to make the stockings look round and full, with elegant curves outlining her slender legs, and pointed high heels showing off her sharpness, revealing the woman's strong personality.

"Oh, you've met Queen Greta?"

Isabella suddenly became interested. She placed her silk legs sideways, looking dignified and elegant. She looked at Diane expectantly, her tone became much gentler, and there was a gleam in her eyes, which surprised Diane.

"My mother holds Queen Greta in high esteem, Lord An, please speak boldly."

Seeing Diane was stunned, Roland gave Diane a hint. Now Roland understood how the two of them would get together in the future, as they had common topics.

Diane seemed to have a lot of good feelings for Queen Greta, and so did her mother. She collected a lot of information about Queen Greta and regarded it as a treasure.

"It wasn't anything special. I presented some spiritual treasures and received the Queen's reward and the status of Viscount. I learned about the Queen's deeds and respected her from the bottom of my heart."

Diane took out a seal certificate and an engraved gem from the small bag and handed them to Isabella. The letter was authentic, but the time was uncertain.

"It is indeed Queen Greta's handwriting. It seems that the spiritual material you contributed is of great value. I have made you a viscount. Istaya is more conservative than Tudor."

Isabella examined the letter and looked at the gems. There was nothing wrong with them. The grade of the gems was not high, but they contained a faint aura of a demigod, which was just in line with Diane's title and not an excessive reward.

"So I'm very grateful to the Queen. She's a true saint, devoting herself to the country. Those sinister nobles are inciting the foolish people to oppose her. As a demigod, she actually allows such voices to exist."

Diane couldn't understand Margaret's behavior at the time. Could a famous instrument be used by others? However, Margaret has now become his beloved and has become his wife. He doesn't dwell on Diane too much.

Diane recalled the scene of writing the seal while holding the noble Queen Greta. Her Majesty the Queen had always complained that the title was too low. Diane said, "Am I not a prince? What's the use of other titles?" and made the Queen happy.

"Her Majesty the Queen suppressed the Abyss and protected Istaya. Her achievements are truly admirable. Unfortunately, she fell not long after. It seems her faith was overturned."

Diane also showed a look of regret. Since it was about his wife, Diane naturally felt sincere. Thinking of Margaret's miserable appearance when he first met her, and thinking about the harm that came from his teammates, he felt desperate.

"They tried to reverse public opinion and control people's hearts. The church and the nobles were no different. Queen Greta was also naive. She used all her talents on training and suppressing demons. She did so well that she made these people forget the terror of demons. In the end, they were plotted against by them. The church and the nobles probably didn't expect that they would go too far in the end, leading to Queen Greta's downfall."

When mentioning the church and the nobility, Isabella's face showed disdain and she expressed her own views. Onlookers see things more clearly, and those who pay attention to Queen Greta have already seen the truth.

"That's right. If you use your brain, you'll know. If you want to use faith to ascend to godhood, why wouldn't you control the speech of these people? It's as ridiculous as publicly criticizing the monarch for being unenlightened and not being punished. That's why I came to Tudor."

Diane agreed, but the truth is often covered up by illusions, and Tudor's arguments are all from Istaya.

"This is a good choice. The queen here is not as brave as Queen Greta, and naturally not as naive. With your intelligence, you will be valued."

The white jade hand raised the ruby ​​and looked at the inscription engraved on it with magic, as if she saw Queen Greta.

"I don't have big ambitions, as long as I can maintain a rich life."

Diane was being honest, and it was not modesty, it was the truth, Margaret would slowly recover, and he just had to maintain contact with the emerging Tudor empire.

"A prosperous life? Are you selling this gem? I'm willing to offer you a price that satisfies you."

Isabella pinched the inscribed gem between her fingers. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. She asked Diane to trade with it.

"I'm sorry, this is a gift from the Queen. It has special meaning to me. I intend to pass it down from generation to generation as a family heirloom. There are many such items in Istaya. With your strength, Madam, it shouldn't be difficult to obtain it."

The gem is precious but not too precious. As long as there are gems of this quality, Margaret can make them at any time. But she can't act indifferent. Even if Isabella really wants it, she can't give it to her easily, otherwise the previous words will be in vain and seem hypocritical.

"Given by Queen Greta herself, it is truly the most suitable heirloom. I am truly enviable."

Isabella handed the gem and seal back to Diane, her cold eyes filled with envy.

"Madam, you are too kind. I never thought that you would have such a good impression of the Queen even though you are so far away from her."

Diane could feel Isabella's reluctance. Her jade hand touched Diane's hand, but she was still hesitant and didn't want to let go of the gem.

He is Margaret's man, and he helps Margaret speak normally. Isabella feels a little strange. After all, Margaret would not hide it from Diane, and she would not fail to introduce that she has such a fan in Tudor.

"I have also received her favor. The distance of thousands of miles is only the scale of the material world, not the scale of the spiritual realm. When you officially become a mage, you will have the opportunity to enter the spiritual realm. The spiritual realm is the middle area between the material world and the divine world. It is a place where opportunities and challenges coexist. Before I entered the spiritual realm, I was saved by Queen Greta during the siege of external evil. Seeing her heroic figure killing the messenger of the evil god, I have been working towards her goal ever since, although she is a knight and I am a mage." Isabella recalled, and the extremely cold and beautiful woman smiled. Her eyes stayed on the gem in Diane's hand, and she reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

"Is that so? Her Majesty is indeed a good person. What a pity, what a pity..."

Diane nodded in understanding. The reason why Margaret did not give him extraordinary powers was that she did not want him to go to the spiritual realm, saying it was too dangerous. Diane did not dare to try it.

Diane thought of Margaret, and at that moment the carriage stopped. Outside the glass window, a gentle maid stood beside the carriage. The cold wind ruffled her golden hair, and her heterochromatic eyes showed a different kind of gentle, sweet love and deep pampering.

"I've arrived home. Thank you both for the carriage ride. My humble abode is simple, so I won't entertain you."

Looking at the maid in the cold wind, Diane didn't bother to chat with the two of them. She pushed the car and got out directly. Although she knew the maid's physical condition, she still felt distressed.

"I have a birthday dinner in a few days, and I hope to see you, Lord An."

When Isabella heard Diane's refusal to entertain her, she was not angry but smiled even more, as if she had discovered some treasure.

There were voices slandering Queen Greta all around, but finally someone was on the same page with her. She couldn't help but be unhappy. Her eyes softened when she looked at Diane, and it was obvious that Diane didn't say that to cater to her status, but that was her original attitude.

"I will attend, thank you ma'am for the invitation!"

His head was still a little dizzy, partly because of the high temperature inside the carriage and partly because of the bizarre experience. Coming out of the warm carriage, the cold wind made him more sober. He put his hand on his chest to show that he understood and agreed.

"Loran will give you an invitation letter and look forward to seeing you and your female companion."

The carriage started, and the beautiful woman left a polite word, and her voice dissipated in the cold wind. The cold wind made Diane want to snuggle into Margaret's tall and gentle arms.

In the carriage, facing his mother's cold expression, Roland just wanted to stay away from her.

Although he was reborn, he had a great change in his opinion of his strict mother since childhood. He knew that his mother was not as indifferent as she seemed, but the discipline engraved in her bones still made him uneasy.

"I'm surprised by your change of temperament today. How did you discover he was different?"

Isabella was a typical strict mother. It was not surprising that her son, who had always been naughty, had done such a big thing today. What was strange was that her stupid son, who usually acted proudly as an aristocrat, could hang out with the "little nobles" from outside the area.

"Mom, do you also see how extraordinary he is?"

Roland was surprised. He actually thought that the two of them had the same topic and both had a good impression of Queen Greta of Istaya. He didn't expect that he had seen something.

Diane's response was fine, and it could even be said that he did a good job. However, he was a little hasty to leave at the end. How did his mother notice that something was wrong with him?

"You're trembling under my pressure, yet he, who hasn't reached the transcendent level, still has the leisure to look at my legs. How could he be an ordinary person?"

Diane's gaze was only for a moment, but the beautiful woman was an angel-level powerhouse. Although Diane's every move looked like that of a small noble who had never seen the world, the inner feeling was completely different.

"I see. I'm afraid he doesn't even realize it."

Roland accepted it with peace of mind. Thinking of Diane, an angel-level maid, he could understand that the followers were all angels, so how could Diane feel the pressure from the angels?

"But he's not a bad person. There's nothing wrong with you socializing with him. He's much better than your aristocratic friends!"

Two strands of rose-red hair fell in front of her forehead, highlighting the charm of the cold and beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman felt a little relieved.

"Mom, how do you know he's not a bad person? It can't be because you and he both revere Queen Greta."

The sense of déjà vu is strong. It was like this before the rebirth. When his mother went to visit Diane once, her attitude changed. Luo Lan was rebellious at the time and felt that his mother just disliked him as always.

Today, he saw the two of them discussing the Queen of Istaya, and he understood a little bit. There is a consensus between the two sides.

"There's a reason for this. He has a connection with Queen Greta. If he can be recognized by Queen Greta, he can't be an unforgivable person."

The beautiful woman straightened her back and her expression became extremely serious, which surprised Roland.

"Didn't Queen Greta fall? Even the projection of the spiritual realm is gone."

Loran was a little confused as to how Diane could be related to Queen Greta.

"He has fallen, but it's impossible for a powerful being to fall without leaving behind anything. For example, the demigod aura in the gem just now is so fascinating and mysterious. Do you think the legacy of the fallen demigod will be with him?"

The beautiful woman raised her legs elegantly, with a sexy curve between her round legs, maintaining her aristocratic elegance. She stretched out her white jade hand, and the distance between her thumb and index finger was exactly the gem that Diane had proved before.

"It's unlikely, but not impossible... Mom, what are you going to do to him? He's my friend."

The legacy of a demigod was tempting enough. The words "murder and robbery" immediately appeared in Roland's mind. All sorts of emotions intertwined in his heart, first worry and then fear. For a moment, he even wanted to dump everything out.

Then, thinking that Diane also had an angel by her side, Roland felt relieved. He had no idea whether telling everything would affect the relationship between his mother and Diane. He only knew that his mother would rebel if he told her the truth.

"You two just met today, right? How can you call us friends? And you don't think I'd kill him, do you? Even if he really is the heir to Queen Greta's estate, I wouldn't kill him. I'd only test his ability to inherit it. If he doesn't, I'll take it myself. You can't possibly be so protective of him just because you like him, right? What's your reason?"

Isabella turned to examine her own son. It seemed that her son had not noticed any clues about Queen Greta. After all, only a fanatical follower of Queen Greta like her had such sensitivity.

"me……"

"Forget it, I don't want to understand your thoughts. You are not a child anymore. I will understand him myself!"

The beautiful woman didn't think her naughty son could provide her with any help.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

"What good?"

"nothing!"

Sooner or later you will become Diane's lover.

(End of this chapter)