Do you all know the future?

Chapter 8 Let me try my hand on you first
Regardless of other people's eyes, the tall maid hugged Diane who was shivering in the cold wind and passed the warmth to Diane.

"Mrs. Isabella is truly a beautiful lady. Master, you don't have to be so anxious. You can chat for a while longer."

The maid was tidying up Diane's messy clothes after she got off the carriage. Her heterochromatic eyes looked at the receding carriage, and her tall figure easily picked up Diane.

"You're still outside. I don't want you to be cold out there. Come home quickly. What happened today was a bit magical. I want to tell you about it in detail."

Diane tried to struggle and break free from being held. He quite liked being held at home, but felt embarrassed when being held outside.

But the maid did not let go. There was no one around, and holding Diane would keep her warmer. The maid carried Diane home, placed her next to the stove, lit the charcoal, and the burning flames transmitted heat.

"It's a sin to burn the heater. Why don't you hug me when we get home?"

Diane complained, and the maid had already brought a cup of hot tea and a velvet blanket to cover Diane's thighs. The maid bent down and lowered her head, looking sweet, gentle and motherly.

"You have to take care of the housework, my master. You don't need to go out again today."

Carrying a wooden basin to Diane, the maid tested the water temperature, then half-knelt on the ground to take off Diane's shoes, rubbing her feet with her soft, white hands.

"No need to go out. Why waste money on burning charcoal? It's nice to stay in bed."

Diane touched the maid's headband and headband, feeling sorry for the money. These were the fruits of the maid's labor, and he didn't want to use them as charcoal when he had nothing to do.

"We must cultivate some aristocratic bearing. Real nobles use mineral crystals, not smoke. It's a pity that I can't enter the spiritual realm, otherwise we wouldn't be so embarrassed."

The maid's strength was not as exaggerated as the angel described by Roland, but she had recovered to the level of a paladin. If she could enter the spiritual realm and create something, it would be enough for Diane to be rich and luxurious. However, the special nature of the maid prevented her from entering the spiritual realm.

To be precise, there is no way to enter the spiritual realm in a low-key manner. No matter how weak a god is, his conspicuousness in the spiritual realm is like the moon at night.

However, in the material world, the identities of the Paladins cannot be revealed. In a country like Tudor, which is shrouded in divine magic, it will attract unnecessary attention. Neither of them wants to be exposed, and the time has not come for them to be exposed.

"I'm already very satisfied. My life now is nothing compared to before. Sit down and enjoy soaking your feet with me. Let me give you a massage. I also need your advice on what happened today."

The maid kneaded the soles of his feet with just the right strength, and Diane felt very comfortable. He hooked the maid's smooth chin with his fingers and asked her to stand up.

"My body is warm, no need."

The maid chuckled and declined Diane's invitation. She was not an ordinary Diane.

"Then I want to play with your feet. Sit down and take off your shoes!"

Diane ordered, and the maid showed a helpless and doting smile. Under Diane's gaze, she slowly raised her skirt and unhooked her garter belt, causing the garter belt to bounce back and sink into her snow-white legs.

"I really don't understand. When we get to bed, you like me to wear it, Master."

She sat down slowly, lifted the heel of her little leather shoes with her small hands, and gently took them off. The delicate and exquisite foot shape appeared in Diane's eyes. The gentle maid had lost her efficiency and elegance, and looked a little shy.

"I feel guilty after hearing what I said. This is just my willfulness."

Diane was not considerate of the maid in this regard. He liked it and it meant increasing the attack speed. His eyes were sharp and he wanted to take off the maid's stockings first, but the maid didn't give him a chance.

"Don't feel guilty. I can wear anything for you to see, as long as you are happy."

Not wanting to see Diane in distress, the maid grabbed the edge of the garter with both hands and pulled it down to the bottom. Her movements were so quick that she quickly stripped off the stockings from her legs. Her feet tentatively stepped into the water and were then stepped on by Diane.

"Don't say that. It gives me evil thoughts."

Diane's feet were stepping on the maid's white and tender jade feet. His feet were one size smaller than the maid's jade feet, and they were red from being soaked in hot water. The contrast was obvious. The smooth skin of the instep was rubbed by Diane's soles, and it seemed like there was a kind of stimulation of defiling the white jade.

"The gods are always especially tolerant of their beloved believers. I will tolerate any evil thoughts and eventually help you reform."

The maid held her long skirt with both hands and pulled it up to prevent Diane from playing in the water and splashing water on her maid skirt.

"No more, no more. The more I talk, the more I'm impressed by you. No wonder you have followers in foreign countries."

The Virgin Mary's aura was so strong that one couldn't help but convert and obey her words. The gentle beauty was only like this to Diane now, and Diane bore all the Virgin Mary's love.

"Followers?"

The Madonna tilted her head, revealing a look of bewildered confusion. If Diane hadn't had her feet still in the basin, she would have already crawled into her arms to be pampered.

"Well, listen to me..."

Diane's thumb played with the Virgin Mary's soft, fleshy feet as she recounted her experience in the Stuart family's carriage.

The jade feet in the hot water were still white and tender, so pitiful. They were obviously much bigger than Diane's feet, but they were kneaded and bullied by Diane's feet, just like Diane defiled the Virgin Maid.

"It's so strange, so strange, when was it exposed?"

After listening to Diane's story quietly, the kind-hearted Virgin Mary frowned slightly, her fingers pinched the clothes tightly and then relaxed, over and over again. The jade feet that had originally allowed Diane to play with them also tensed up, making Diane dare not move.

"I also feel that we have been cautious enough. We didn't even show any force when we came to Tudor. Is it because the killing of the nobles was exposed?"

Diane immediately shook her head. He was just an insignificant little nobleman, and he was not a Tudor. There was no such plot as beating the younger to get the older.

"Perhaps. There are too many people with blond hair, and heterochromia is relatively rare. Even an arrogant and foolish noble family doesn't have many pedigrees. How could they be investigated? But how could they be connected to the Son of God?"

Margaret was full of suspicion and repeatedly checked the possibility of her being exposed. The only possible possibility was the incident of killing nobles that Diane mentioned, but such a thing would not reveal Diane's identity as the Son of God.

The question of her priesthood was even more inexplicably terrifying. She had never appeared in the spiritual realm, so how could anyone know her priesthood?

"Forget it. It's already happened, and the other party doesn't want to talk about it. At least he doesn't know my true identity, and he also knows that the other party is in a cooperative mood. The master handled it very well, leaving him with hope instead of directly rejecting him, preventing him from making other decisions."

Praising Diane's quick response, the movement of her jade feet, and the touching of her toes with Diane's big toe, now that it has been exposed, it is time to figure out how to deal with it.

"He had to remind me, otherwise I wouldn't know what to say. What should we do now?"

Dai An looked a little distressed. If the beauty in front of her was really a goddess, then she wouldn't have so many worries. But the difference was too great, there was no so-called blessing.

"It's okay, it's okay... Just like you said, give him a trial. If his intention is really to follow you and achieve great things, maybe I can give him a blessing after he completes the trial."

The jade feet clamped Diane's restless feet, and the Virgin Mary pressed Diane's feet, stroking them delicately, giving Diane confidence and encouragement.

"What trial?"

This made sense to Dai An, and he lowered his feet to the ground, letting the Virgin Mary press down on him, like a massage. "Didn't you say you wanted him to get involved with the grassroots? Then let him join the Western Legion after graduating from the academy, fight against the Hailinaga, and eventually become the deputy commander of the legion before accepting him in. After all, you said we only want the elite."

Margaret had studied the Tudor Empire and gave a trial that didn't seem very difficult, but would take a lot of time.

The Duke's son is now a great knight, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes the deputy commander of the legion. He needs to kill Nagas to accumulate military merits, but what Diane and the others lack is time.

"I have to warn him tomorrow not to tell anyone. He seems to be hiding something. Although I can see he doesn't have any ill intentions, it's really frustrating. I can't reveal my current strength yet. I have to lie low and hide."

The content of the trial has been decided, which has solved Roland's problem. The other party came to recommend himself so directly, and the maid of the god did not realize Roland's malicious intentions, nor did she have the strength to investigate further, so she could only leave it at that for the time being.

"This kingdom nourishes me. Perhaps it won't be long before I can regain my angelic strength. Then it will be easier for me to do anything I want. Master, please wait for a moment."

The maid held the skirt with one hand and held Diane's hand with the other. The two of them were connected hand and foot. The maid was very solemn, and her loving eyes were full of pampering.

"You deserve all the glory, money, power, and beautiful women."

Like a scripture, the maid repeatedly promised to guarantee going to heaven after death, just to let Diane know that this is what he deserves.

"Don't make such empty promises. I'm content with just you. After all, you're Queen Greta, and you have followers in foreign countries who are grateful to you."

Diane held the maid's hand on the back of his hand, and thought of the prickly fire rose he saw today. The slander of the nobles and the church could not deceive a truly intelligent person.

"Oh, I've saved so many people I can't remember them all. What's the point? In the end, it was you, my master, who saved me. All the subjects of the country, the admirers, and the benefactors were fake. You are the real one. Your mission from another world is to save me, and my mission is to love you."

The white jade feet rubbed Diane's toes. The maid was dismissive of other people's respect. Isabella's admiration was useless. It was not as good as Diane's casual compliment, which could make her shy for a long time.

"But if you like her, I can help you get her into bed and see if she really admires me."

Feeling the warmth of Diane's palm, the maid smiled and encouraged Diane to take action.

"I've made it clear just now, haven't I? I have someone I love. And how can a mere mortal compare to my divine wife?"

The reason why Diane looked at the beautiful woman out of pure admiration without any extra thoughts was because there was someone at home.

The master-servant relationship was only temporary. Diane's original plan was to marry the maid after becoming a clerk, and to tell others that she was hostile to the nobles and only the maid could be trusted.

"You, who asked you to compare? Can't you enjoy my love and appreciate her beauty?"

The maid was very disappointed with Diane. How could she be so obedient? She had already agreed that she would coax her, so why didn't she understand?

"The main thing is that she's not as pretty as you, Your Majesty."

Diane chuckled as she looked at the maid's gentle and kind face. The maid turned her head away due to the eager gaze, leaving her face blushing.

"Wouldn't it be nice to try a different flavor?"

The pearly, round toes tickled Diane's ankles up and down, and the maid glanced at Diane secretly.

"The problem is that you are so delicious that she has no time to worry about you."

Diane noticed the maid's shyness and patted the back of her hand, teasing her own deity.

"Now that I have the ability, the first blessing I will give you is lust, so that you don't stare at me so hard."

The maid snorted, and her jade feet stirred shyly, rippling the water. It sounded like disgust, but in fact it was an unparalleled pampering.

"Even the goddess of beauty cannot match your beauty. This blessing has no effect."

Diane smiled and said that he felt the water temperature was a little cold. The maid seemed to know what he was thinking, or perhaps she was shy about being praised, so she lifted her jade feet in advance, and water droplets dripped along her white and tender arch.

"That's because you haven't truly seen the goddess of beauty. If you had, you'd be horny..."

The maid pulled out her hand that was held by Diane and quickly put on her garter stockings, her face blushing shyly. Who doesn't like to hear compliments? Others may be dismissive, but the maid liked Diane's words, whether real or fake.

"Perhaps. After all, I am only a mortal and cannot resist temptation."

Diane's feet were lifted up and wiped by the maid. Perhaps because of the environment he grew up in on Blue Star, he didn't have the habit of speaking too much.

"Isn't Lady Isabella tempting?"

The maid wiped Diane's feet and soles carefully with a velvet towel, and lamented Diane's pickiness.

"I do have an urge to chisel her, but it's just an urge, like seeing a beautiful flower and wanting to smell it. But how could I betray you?"

Diane felt his feet sinking into a piece of lint. The maid changed the shoe for his right foot and was now wiping his left foot. Looking at the maid with lowered brows and a pleasing look, Diane was very satisfied with his ultimate dream in his previous life.

"This isn't betrayal. This is helping me recover. You chose to approach her because you love me. She can help you ascend to high nobility. You are my son of God. The more power you have in this country, the faster I will recover."

The maid put on Diane's slippers and lowered her rolled-up trouser legs with a serious look on her face.

"Luo Lan just said that, and you believed it. Can you accept a person of your age as your stepfather?"

Diane picked up the basin and poured water before the maid, which earned her a reproachful look. She didn't grab it, knowing that this would make Diane feel more comfortable.

"How will you know if you don't even try? There's nothing wrong with trying. I encourage you to try."

The maid put away the foot cloth and followed Diane.

"Then you should accumulate experience for me first."

After pouring the water, Dai An put down the basin and hugged the maid who was a head taller than him.

"Be a little more aloof and noble today!"

"Yes, my Lord?"

The maid's face is transparent, only her eyes remain unchanged. It is a beauty that does not belong to this world, and the loving Virgin Mary is gentle and tolerant.

She couldn't act cool and arrogant in front of Diane.

(End of this chapter)