Do you all know the future?

Chapter 74 The Game of Luck
"This is so strange. Is that how my teacher sees me?"

Diane was both amused and exasperated. He was lustful, but not that desperate.

"This is the best quality blood slave I have. You mentioned having children last time, but my cultivation level is unlikely to match yours, so I'll use her as a substitute."

Isabella pressed down on the maid's shoulders. The maid had a heroic air about her, with sharp features and was quite beautiful. She didn't move when she heard Isabella's words, and remained calm and composed.

"Nonsense! How can you replace someone else for this? What's the point if it's not your child?"

Diane scolded Isabella, because she simply couldn't understand Isabella's wild imagination.

"But that's your child, and I think it's fine!"

Isabella couldn't understand. It wasn't like she was looking for someone to have a child so Diane could take it in; she was just asking Diane to have a child so she could take it in. What was there for Diane to be angry about? Shouldn't she be happy?
"Anyway, I'm not interested. If you go ahead and do your thing, I'll go ahead and do my thing too."

Diane turned and left with her maid, leaving Diane, Isabella, and the maid behind.

"What a stubborn guy, he won't even take a beautiful woman who's offered herself up."

Isabella, who remained where she was, grumbled, her expression a mixture of reproach and helplessness. She wasn't angry at Diane for being so disrespectful, but rather felt confused.

"Madam, perhaps Young Master An has his own reasons. Isn't this his way of expressing his attitude to you?"

The maid tried to persuade Isabella, but Isabella still didn't understand.

"I entrust my most trusted blood slave to him to play with, and I'm not afraid that he will defile you or taint your blood. How could he possibly refuse!"

Isabella believed she truly loved Diane and offered her heartfelt affection, like a wolf protecting its prey by sharing its food.

"So he said, as long as your child loves you!"

The maid smiled as if Isabella were saying that the person offering their body was not her, but a complete stranger.

"Fine, let's just say he has some conscience. Vivian, what do you think of him?"

Isabella seemed to agree with this statement, and she smiled as she asked the maid for her opinion on Diane.

"He is a very tactful gentleman, perhaps too tactful."

Vivian looked at Isabella, recalling Diane's behavior in the castle over the past few days, and made her own assessment.

"They have such a good sense of propriety! That's how it is. These well-behaved children are completely different from Loran. I don't know how they get along so well!"

Isabella chuckled softly, agreeing with Vivian's point of view. Diane was the kind of person who listened to advice. Then she thought of the other extreme: her son.

“Excellent people appreciate each other. Since both of them are excellent, it’s not surprising that they get along well.”

"Don't praise them. Since Xiao An doesn't need it, let's just leave it at that. It's just that you made a wasted trip and had so many expectations."

Isabella also felt that her son was sensible. He was usually carefree and irresponsible, but when it came to choosing sides, he knew to cling to Diane instead of his group of cronies.

"That's not true. It's all just a matter of time. We are the lady's blood slaves, and we will have to dedicate ourselves to her sooner or later. We have no expectations and no disappointments."

Vivian agreed, her expression remaining calm. Since she had no expectations, she naturally felt no disappointment; she was well aware of her own position.

"I should go find Her Majesty now. You wait for me here. How could such a demonic invasion have happened?"

Isabella sighed and glanced at the office clock; it was almost time for the meeting.

"As ordered!"

Vivian watched Isabella leave, and after a long while, she began to mutter to herself.

"Diane seems to be key to converting Isabella to the Lord, this time..."

She was the eye that the moon goddess placed beside Isabella. Now that Isabella is willing to give her most important blood slave, Diane, to play with, it shows that Diane's importance in Isabella's heart is enough to influence Isabella's decision.

Vivian is now very anxious and can't wait to tell the main god of her faith that if Isabella is to convert, she needs Diane as a tool.

But in this environment, she can only wait quietly. It is not safe to contact God now. The only reliable way is to return to the spiritual realm and use special channels to transmit messages.

She remained quietly where she was, but Diane, who had left the office, wandered around aimlessly.

Diane left Isabella's office, unsure of where to go. He had just taken leave from class, hadn't made any new friends, and there was no campus romance drama waiting for him.

"Was I too impulsive just now?"

While strolling around, Diana asked the head maid behind her, feeling that her attitude just now had been somewhat ungrateful.

"No, Master, are you regretting it? About that beautiful maid from earlier?"

The head maid smiled and squinted at Diane's expression, finding it quite adorable.

"No maid is as beautiful as my maid. What do I regret? I just wonder if I said something harsh to Teacher Isabella. That wasn't right."

Diane reflected that she had been too harsh on Isabella and that she could have refused her more tactfully. Although she didn't make a scene, she was still somewhat annoyed.

"Just apologize tomorrow. As long as you're sincere, Dean Isabella won't hold it against you. After all, she's willing to share blood slaves with you, which is the highest form of courtesy among vampires."

The head maid comforted Diane, who immediately looked dejected.

"So this is the highest level of courtesy? Then I'm just making myself look even more arrogant. Oh well, I guess the teacher will go to Her Majesty the Queen by now."

Diane felt embarrassed. When she visited Isabella's castle before, Isabella had said something similar, saying it was a joke. She never thought it was actually true.

There were clearly better solutions, but I acted impulsively and came up with one. It's not too late to regret it now, but I've missed my chance.

"No, Dean Isabella should be able to sense that you like her. She likes you so much, she won't mind, and she might even like you more, Master!"

The head maid's words of comfort were reasonable and well-founded, and Diane could only think that way, putting these things out of her mind.

"Let's go home and discuss the demon attack. These gods are really incompetent!"

Trusting the head maid, whether it's the truth or a lie, Diane has only one attitude: trusting the woman she loves most.

"It's best to go to the investigation bureau to research this kind of thing. What can you possibly research at home?"

The head maid nodded, having figured out the gods' purpose. Her worries dissipated, but the necessary preparations still needed to be made.

If her true identity were accidentally discovered by the devil, it would be troublesome. As a perfect maid, she had to plan ahead. "The Investigation Bureau? It feels like Director Bridget has been avoiding me. Sigh, I haven't been able to properly apologize to her or discuss compensation with her."

Upon hearing the head maid mention the Bureau of Investigation, Diane recalled that she hadn't been able to find Bridget at the Bureau for the past few days. Bridget seemed to have vanished into thin air, but when she asked the staff, they said she was still there, only that she left as soon as Diane arrived.

"Perhaps I'm too shy. After all, it's my first time, and I don't know how to face you afterwards. Think about Dean Isabella, isn't she the same?"

The head maid hesitated for a moment, then could only suppress a laugh and offer a relatively plausible excuse.

"Maybe. I don't know how to treat her either. It's just that getting on the train first and buying the ticket later is so troublesome."

Having found her target, Diane hailed a horse-drawn carriage and headed towards the Bureau of Investigation.

"What does the master find troublesome?"

The head maid felt that this was the simplest way to win over Diane; unless Diane did something terribly wrong, there was basically no chance of her being overturned.

"I don't know, maybe it's like how you win over Ms. Isabella!"

It really didn't take much effort; Isabella threw herself into his arms, and in the end, he just had a little more courage to win over the goddess who was the center of attention at the academy.

“That’s a combination of coincidences. Bridget is not a follower of Queen Greta and would not tolerate your intrusion.”

The head maid saw through everything, but she couldn't tell Diane. It was an agreement with Diane, so it wouldn't be considered deceiving or concealing anything from her.

Diane knew her acting skills were lacking, so she had made an agreement with the maid long ago: if telling him would risk revealing the truth, then she shouldn't tell him, and the head maid could proceed with confidence.

By having Diane appear ignorant in front of the enemy, thus revealing her true self, the enemy can be deceived.

"Too……"

Diane thought about it and realized that it would be hard to find someone easier to win over than Isabella. She figured the only option would be a little mermaid like Melu, whom she could raise from a young age.

The two chatted casually as they arrived at the Bureau of Investigation. Because Bridget was avoiding Diane, the people at the Bureau of Investigation were also somewhat distant from Diane, and they were all people who wanted to protect themselves.

Diane didn't care whether the other party was distant or not, since he didn't have any interaction with these people anyway; he was more like an outsider.

Unlike the main characters, who enter this department only to discover a series of cult cases that can be thoroughly investigated, and then fight monsters to become stronger, Diane is an administrative secretary. Her boss is just a figurehead, seemingly in charge of information, but actually a queen's alter ego in charge of supervision.

Naturally, he had no one to deal with, and no one would assign him any missions. Noy's worries were unnecessary. Unless Bridget was involved and specifically asked Diane to come along, Diane would not be able to go on missions, and naturally, she would not confront the cultists directly.

Pushing open the door to Bridget's office, Diane had already assumed that Bridget was not in the office, but she was surprised to find the snow-haired, blue-eyed, mature woman sitting in the room.

"Chief Bridget!"

Diane approached happily, while Bridget looked at Diane with a complicated expression.

"Still called Chief Bridget?"

Bridget rolled her eyes at Diane, exuding a mature and sophisticated aura, and snorted coldly, clearly displeased with how Diane addressed her.

“Bridget, didn’t you attend the Queen’s meeting to deal with the demon invasion?”

Diane's tone immediately changed. He took Bridget's hand and, despite her struggling gaze, she didn't pull away.

“My abilities are insufficient. Those who attend this kind of meeting are all powerful individuals above the level of angel. Director Reiser went to attend, and I had some free time, so I came to the Investigation Bureau to handle some official business. Did you find out from Isabella?”

Bridget explained, her gaze avoiding Diane's eyes, not daring to look her in the eye. Just having Diane beside her made Bridget's heart race.

"Yes, I was supposed to be studying with my teacher today to prepare for Her Majesty's marriage selection, but then Her Majesty called her to a meeting. So I came here to find information on cultists and how to deal with them!"

Diane gave a brief explanation, then stared intently at Bridget.

"I never expected to see you here, Bridget! It's been several days, are you feeling any better? I'd like to visit you, but I don't know where you live!"

Diane rubbed the jade-like hand in his palm. He wasn't the kind of person who would deny everything after he had done his job. Even a woman like the Queen, who clearly had ulterior motives, Diane could be tolerant of. How much more so Brigitte, who had always been "biased" towards him?

"I'm much better. Do you treat me like an ordinary person? I'm a superhuman, and I'm not pregnant. You don't need to worry so much!"

The mature woman smiled and touched her lower abdomen with her free hand, appearing poised and natural, though her reddened ears seemed to betray her.

"That's good, Bridget, we..."

"Shh, let's not talk about the future. This is fine. You become the Queen's husband, and I become your lover. That's it!"

Bridget's fingers lifted from her lower abdomen and pressed against Diane's lips. Bridget's words blocked all avenues of communication, silencing any questions Diane might have had.

"This this……"

"To have a prince as a lover is an honor. Only if you become Her Majesty the Queen's man can I be honored."

Bridget set a trap for Diane; what she really wanted was for Diane to marry the Queen. She really liked having multiple versions of herself; Bridget is a genius.

"Is that even a possibility? Have you thought this through these past few days?"

Diane was both amused and exasperated. She had considered many possibilities but never expected Bridget to be so magnanimous and willing to play the concubine.

"Think carefully about what? Be your lover? I haven't even thought about it. How could I possibly compete with the Queen? Besides, there's an old saying: 'If you love someone, you want them to be better.' I still love you quite a bit, so I hope to become the Queen's husband."

"I haven't been thinking about this issue these past few days. Her Majesty the Queen has been holding a meeting with the powerful figures today, so you still won't be seeing me!"

Bridget was lying; she was indeed hiding from Diane. The Queen discovered that her two bodies had different senses: in one body, Diane appeared as a goddess, while in the other, she was just an ordinary person.

So she tried to find a solution, but after a few days of experiments, she still couldn't solve it. The demons escaped and invaded, and she didn't have the energy to experiment with changing the senses of her clones.

So she chose the simplest way to verify her conjecture: whether Diane's blood essence carried the blessing of Cupid, and obediently sent Bridget out.

What kind of test questions did you come up with?

Diane shook the mature woman's slender hand. As a pre-arranged candidate, it wasn't unreasonable for her to know the details beforehand.

"The key is treasure hunting. Go to dangerous waters to hunt for treasure, and you happen to have a mermaid to help you. In the end, you find the treasure. Of course, the treasure stays with you the whole time. You just need to pretend."

This is not a game of luck.

(End of this chapter)