Do you all know the future?

Chapter 75 The Bride-Selection Ceremony That Attracts Demons.

Diane felt much more at ease; with a clear safety net, things seemed quite simple.

"It just doesn't feel right. Finding treasure and then getting married makes it seem like a fairy tale."

Diane felt that such scenes, like those in certain stories, would probably not be convincing to others.

"That would be like a fairy tale if the item wasn't valuable. If the item were so valuable that it could affect the rise and fall of a nation, then the person who found it would have made a great contribution and would rightfully become a prince."

Since the queen was going to choose her husband in this way, she had already figured out how to silence any dissent, ensuring that the nobles would have no way to object.

"So what has Her Majesty prepared?"

Diane was also invigorated by this statement; it seemed to make perfect sense.

"Queen Greta's weapon, the Valentin Holy Lance!"

Bridget's words caused the head maid's gaze to shift slightly, as if she had been piqued.

"Queen Greta's weapons are so powerful, how did they end up in Tudor?"

Diane was also surprised. The head maid had never told him how important this weapon was, but for Bridget to say that it affected the fate of the nation was enough to show how much importance she placed on it.

"Of course it's powerful. This is an absolute divine weapon. It's said that this gun was used by Queen Greta to kill an evil god. It wasn't just an incarnation of an evil god, but a god-level evil god. As for how it came to Tudor, there were so many nobles fleeing from Ishtar. It's normal for someone to try to gain trust."

Bridget spoke of the weapon's power and its battle record, stating that it was a weapon that could slay gods, which was enough to prove its worth.

"So powerful, don't the gods care? Just stand by and watch the weapon fall out of Ishtar?"

Diane's gaze unconsciously drifted toward the head maid. She knew the head maid was brave, but she never imagined she could be this brave.

"It's just that all the gods were watching, which led to the weapon being made. Everyone wanted the other to get it, and it was all just a series of coincidences."

Bridget displayed a complex expression; the story of this weapon being transported out of Ishtar was not simple and could be written into a long article.

"Is that so? I didn't expect the Tudors to have gotten the better deal!"

Diane responded with a sound of agreement, not particularly shocked, since it was just Queen Greta's weapon. Greta appeared in his bed every night, so Diane wasn't surprised.

"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen never expected to obtain this Holy Lance. She planned to make up an excuse to make the Holy Lance disappear, and then send people to search for it. The best excuse would be that the ship transporting the Holy Lance was attacked by a sea monster."

Bridget, the queen, was incredulous when she heard the report of obtaining this weapon.

"Should we make a move now? I understand. What were you thinking? How did you come up with this plan?"

Diane also sensed the subtlety of it all. Even if he found this situation, everyone would just say he was lucky. Diane has always been lucky.

"It's because you have too many limitations. You can't directly compete in terms of strength. In your situation, no matter how hard you try, you can't possibly fight against a Grand Knight or a Paladin. You can only defeat them by luck!"

Bridget, or rather the Queen, was considering this matter. She didn't want to wait for Diane to grow up. If Diane did grow up, it was hard to say whether Diane would choose her then.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Diane still felt quite embarrassed, like the head maid feeding her for the first time and she was doing nothing.

"Since I'm the one who broke the love potion, of course I have to prepare these things for you."

Bridget went too far to hide her embarrassment. Although she was the one who "lost out," she had orchestrated the whole thing, and Diane was the one who was passively defending herself.

"I've forgiven you. Is there any official business I can help you with?"

Diane sensed the guilt in the older woman's voice. Diane, who was unaware that the Queen and Bridget were the same person, felt a great deal of affection for Bridget and had a vague feeling that she considered her one of her own.

"There's no official business involved. I've only been at the Investigation Bureau for a few days, but my workload will increase soon, so I probably won't see you as often!"

Bridget really wants to eat Diane and check the composition of Diane's blood essence, but she can't appear too eager, or Diane will become suspicious and overthink things.

"Is it a demon invasion? The gods are truly incompetent, just letting demons run rampant in the material world!"

Diane speculated, muttering complaints about the gods, just like any other ordinary person.

"Doing human things doesn't necessarily make you a god. That's right, it's a demon invasion. Although we are far away from Ishtar, Queen Greta's weapons were delivered to us, let alone demons that can move on their own."

Bridget showed no respect for the gods and was troubled by demons, whose presence greatly increased the cost of governance.

"Has Her Majesty decided how to deal with the demons? Will the Devourer send new cultists to influence Tudor? Have these considerations been taken into account?"

Diane pressed for more details. She didn't want to accidentally expose the powerful figure in her household because of the demonic matter, so she tried to gather as much information as possible.

"Otherwise, what do you think this meeting is for? The Queen is about to hold a marriage selection, and we must eliminate the demons that have come to Tudor."

Bridget was multitasking, holding meetings with the Empire's powerful figures while also forging a friendship with Diane.

"If they aren't completely eliminated, the marriage selection process will definitely attract demons, and there will be a lot of trouble. I'm asking about the specific steps. How does Her Majesty plan to eliminate the demons? Well, it's a secret anyway, there's no need to ask."

Diane thought for a moment and tactfully stopped herself from exploring the idea. If she failed, she would become a suspect in the leak.

"Didn't we say that the marriage selection would eliminate the demons? We'll use the marriage selection to lure these things out. The Queen's husband, Queen Greta's Holy Lance, I don't believe we can't attract the demons. We'll catch them in the act after the marriage selection is over!"

Bridget explained it clearly, and Diane's heart died too. The marriage selection was indeed not a simple matter, and his ominous premonition had come true.

He knew the marriage selection wouldn't be so simple; the Queen's move was designed to lure willing participants, and any restless devil would surely take the bait.

"Don't worry, you don't need to do anything. Just stay away and go to the sea to fight, just to show that you've been there."

Brigitte (the Queen) had heard Uti recount Diane's rise to power, and the demon invasion was also recorded in Uti's history books.

The appearance of the demon was key to Diane's rise to power. By unraveling the mystery, Diane found the demon from the cultists, gaining fame and becoming increasingly powerful.

It was also under the pretext of conquering demons that Diane gained the reason to unify the material world: your country has cultists.

Bridget didn't expect Diane to be as powerful as Uti had described, after all, Diane was still weak, and Uti had described Diane's rise to fame as coming two years later. "Oh, hopefully we can wipe them all out in one fell swoop!"

Diane felt slightly relieved when she heard that she didn't have to do anything herself, not even help with the bait. But upon closer reflection, she realized that it was impossible to leave the head maid out of such a situation; trouble was bound to come knocking.

"We definitely can't catch them all at once. Letting a few small fish slip through is no big deal; we can deal with them sooner or later."

Bridget didn't care, not because she wasn't used to being cautious, but because she had already done a great job. It wasn't a game where you could see your opponent from every angle at all times.

"So the Investigation Bureau's workload has probably increased too. Do you want me to help you?"

Knowing what the Queen and the others were thinking, Diane volunteered for the mission; she couldn't possibly just do nothing, could she?

"Your main task is to study. You can't be of much help to the Investigation Bureau anyway. Have you started learning spellcasting?"

Bridget felt a warmth in her heart. She appreciated Diane's concern. Despite wearing this skin, she just felt that Diane was good to her.

"Today's lesson is about the teacher being called to a meeting!"

Diane answered honestly that Bridget did not need any help.

"You're both free right now, so why don't we go on a date? I'll be busy soon, and I might not have much time to spend with you!"

Bridget's true intentions were revealed; all that she said was just a prelude to this statement. She'll be very busy afterward, and Diane will be very busy too. While Diane has some free time now, let's strengthen our relationship.

"Sure, wanna go shopping?"

With the groundwork laid, Diane didn't feel it was out of place and readily agreed to Bridget's request.

After her cultivation, Diane became immune to the cold winds of the streets, and Bridget's spirituality made her unafraid of the cold, so there was no need to worry about the two of them shivering from the cold while shopping.

"You can go to the coffee shop, but you and the Queen can go shopping. She likes to experience the lives of ordinary people and she also likes things like porcelain."

Bridget subtly offered Diane a method to win her over, but Diane paid it no mind.

"I also need to be able to meet Her Majesty the Queen. We've both been under the influence of love potion, but Bridget, you're still the one who treats me better!"

The eyes are the windows to the soul. Diane could see affection and love in Bridget's eyes, but only interests and calculations in the Queen's.

Fortunately, Diane was also scheming against the Queen, otherwise he probably wouldn't have been willing to marry her, even if he had experienced just how voluptuous the Queen was, how smooth her fair legs were, and how great the contrast was between her cool skin and her fiery core.

"Uh... good that you understand. You'll understand once you spend more time with the Queen. She loves you just the same. Don't overthink it!"

Bridget is the Queen herself, how could she be different?

"How could I not think more? I compromised for your sake, fearing the Queen would hold you accountable. It's good that you haven't lost her trust; she's still willing to tell you these things!"

Diane made up stories and said nice things to please Bridget, partly because she wanted the head maid to recover.

"I know you mean well. Let's go, we should have a good talk. I want to know more about you."

Bridget was speechless. Diane called her the Queen, and she couldn't refute her. She wanted to tell Diane that she was the Queen, but her concerns prevented her from speaking.

"What do I have to know? He's just a minor nobleman who's been fleeing a disaster!"

A sudden sense of unease rose in Diane's heart. Compared to the head maid who believed in the Holy Blood, Diane was more cautious. Bridget was very nice, but she had not yet reached the level of sharing secrets with him. Isabella was only barely acceptable.

"Then tell me about your life from childhood to adulthood, and I'll tell you about my experiences in the Spirit Realm."

The mature woman's gentle smile melted away the icy chill. If she climbed directly into Diane's bed, her character would break down. Bridget chose a roundabout tactic, quickly increasing her favorability so they could get into bed soon.

After getting into bed, I obtained Diane's blood essence analysis. I put the Bridget account on hold for now, waiting for her to find a way to relieve the hypnotic symptoms so as not to affect the main body.

"OK……"

Arriving at a quiet café, the two chatted casually about their childhoods. Diane's childhood story was fabricated, claiming she was Queen Greta's illegitimate child.

Both the head maid and Diane discovered that this identity was the best explanation for Diane having an angel by her side, and of noble status. It was like the second layer that outsiders revealed to them after the first layer was exposed.

Of course, he didn't say it explicitly, but rather expressed it subtly, so that when people discovered the second layer, they wouldn't find out that he was lying.

Bridget shared her experiences with Diane, half-truthfully and half-jokingly, recounting the Queen's behavior in the spirit world. Diane found it interesting, like listening to a storybook.

The story is full of ups and downs. Through her wisdom, she discovers clues and defeats all sorts of strange and bizarre monsters. At times, it is incredibly dangerous, which makes Diane realize the eeriness of the monsters in the Spirit Realm.

In comparison, the stories the head maid shared with him were not very interesting; they were more like hardcore science education. After all, the head maid's invincibility was written all over her face. She basically described the characteristics of the monsters and how she killed them. It was simple and straightforward. The head maid saw no difficulties at all. Even if the demons were stronger than her, she could still kill them one-on-one.

Before they knew it, it was evening after lunch. As darkness fell, Diana worried that her little mermaid was hungry, so she said goodbye.

"I'll still be at the Investigation Bureau tomorrow. Remember to come find me after you've finished your training!"

Bridget was very dissatisfied today. Despite being completely open with each other, things didn't go very smoothly. Diane had only held her hand when she arrived at the Bureau of Investigation, and there was no kissing or any other intimate gestures afterward. Diane was quite conservative.

She wasn't curious about Diane's background; Uti had already made it very clear that Diane was the divine child of the gods, and her goal was to unify the material world.

After chatting all day, she regretted not having an excuse to teach Diane magic and then get physical with her; that might have made things progress faster. She really wanted to sleep with Diane as soon as possible.

"Okay, if the teacher doesn't keep me here, I'll come find you!"

In reality, Diane didn't spend much time cultivating. Isabella wanted Diane to have a solid foundation, so she didn't teach her much, hoping she would improve a little bit every day. Most of the time, the two of them would have friendly exchanges.

For example, in the bathroom, in the living room, and in the garden, Diane probed Isabella's depths, inquiring about her desire to have children, while Isabella savored the taste of ten times the holy blood, becoming quite infatuated.

He felt guilty about sucking blood, as if he had hurt Diane, hurt his lover. He couldn't bring himself to bite her neck, but he could.

Diane found herself quite shy the first time she bit her. It was shameful for the noble vampire duchess to bite her, but she discovered that it tasted sweeter than blood, and afterwards she would bite her every time she came into contact with it.

The hair felt as smooth as silk as it touched Diane's inner thigh.

(End of this chapter)