Do you all know the future?

Chapter 89 Feudal Female Knight

With the head maid's encouragement, Diane included Terri in the team "searching" for the Holy Lance. Once on the magic ship, Diane looked at her team.

Two angel-level powerhouses, a mermaid and someone familiar with the Holy Lance, and Bridget, the deputy director of the Investigation Bureau.

With this setup, even if the artifact is truly lost, finding it wouldn't be difficult, let alone if the artifact isn't actually lost.

"Is Marquis Terri also here? To help Xiao An find the Holy Lance? That's wonderful!"

Isabella welcomed Terri's arrival, but Diane was puzzled. The magic ship started up, and Diane found a private space to be with the head maid.

"Aren't you afraid she'll notice something amiss?"

What Diane and her group are doing right now is not something that can be exposed. They are not going to find the Holy Lance, but to pick it up.

"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that she'll help others. She's under our control, but if she helps others, she'll be out of control!"

The head maid's heterochromatic eyes flickered as she spoke of various possibilities. Diane paused, then realized what she meant.

"She'll help others?"

Diane spoke with suspicion; this woman had come to her of her own accord and was not someone Diane trusted.

"Judging from her current attitude, no, but who knows when she might come to her senses. I told you last time, Master, that we should keep this kind of person under our control."

The head maid had been planning to take Terri under her wing, but Terri had disappeared after that kiss, so Diane hadn't had a chance.

"I understand, Margaret, you want to kill two birds with one stone: find the Holy Lance while I win over Lady Thaly, right?"

Diane understood. He knew the head maid too well; with such a reminder, there was no need to say anything more.

"That's right, Master understands too? Regardless of her loyalty, control her with the Holy Blood!"

The head maid confirmed Diane's conjecture: what truly reduces risk is controlling people. As long as people are controlled, what does it matter if Xiaozui drinks Diane's holy blood and is discovered to have done something wrong?

"I understand!"

The brief conversation helped Diane sort out the situation, and she also learned how to get along with Lady Terry. She didn't bring the head maid and went up to the deck by herself.

"Mrs. Terry, are you looking at the sea?"

Diane went over to greet her. The female knight was dressed the same as when Diane first met her: a revealing mithril armor and plump, fleshy legs. Diane couldn't help but take a second look.

"Yes, what a lively little mermaid. I can feel Your Highness's loving heart."

As Terri watched the mermaids swimming in the sea, she gave Diane a gentle smile.

Having finally gotten back into the water, the little mermaid was very lively, swimming around like a dolphin chasing its tail, constantly following the magic ship.

"It was just a coincidence, Mrs. Terry, you flatter me. It was just a moment of kindness!"

Diane didn't think she was very kind; she had always only cared about the people in front of her.

"Only Your Highness would have such a momentary act of kindness. Your Highness has not forgotten Ishtar; Your Highness is merely angry at the betrayal of the Ishtar people."

The female knight is understanding; the fact that Diane let Yu Yu go even without making money proves that Diane is not a heartless person. If she treats Yu Yu this way, how could she not cherish her homeland?

"That's right, Queen Greta did nothing wrong. She guarded the Abyss, developed the Magic Network, and hoped that the common people would no longer become blood mines, but in the end, the whole country turned against her. How can you expect me to have any goodwill towards the Ishtars? The Abyss invasion, in my opinion, is more like a divine punishment."

Following the female knight's words, Diane pointed out that this was an irreconcilable point between the two sides, and he left room for maneuver.

"I know, I know the hatred in Your Highness's heart, but Her Majesty the Queen is also at fault in this matter, isn't she?"

The female knight was cautious, trying to keep her tone humble and avoid arguing with Diane. The Diane in the diary was someone who responded better to gentleness than force, so she couldn't argue with her like last time.

"What did she do wrong? Was it wrong to distribute the products of the Abyss to the nobles, or was it wrong to raise the status of commoners and give them a voice?"

Diane scoffed. Queen Greta was definitely not a tyrant; she had managed to treat everyone equally. It just goes to show that human greed is insatiable.

"Yes, it was a mistake to give these ordinary people a chance to speak. These people only care about their immediate interests and don't consider the long-term future of the country at all!"

The female knight pointed out what she thought was a mistake, and Diane felt her breath catch in her throat; she had indeed found a point to criticize.

"Without a systematic education and only concerned with self-interest, how can such people become representatives? All they preach is that they haven't gotten enough, without even considering their own capabilities!"

The female knight made no attempt to hide her disgust for commoners, exuding aristocratic pride. Diane's eyes twitched as she listened, and she was about to retort that nobles were no good, when the female knight's demeanor suddenly changed.

"It is also because they are blindly obedient, ignorant, and arrogant that Your Highness cannot blame them for their foolish, ugly, and base actions. This is their nature; they are not proud nobles and do not understand the pride of a knight."

The female knight lowered her head and looked directly into Diane's dark eyes. Diane wanted to complain about this way of whitewashing, but she had nothing to say.

"Her Majesty, you have only given them authority, but have not taught them how to use that authority, or the glory and responsibility associated with it. In the end, you blame them for misusing their authority. Do you think that is right, Your Highness?"

The female knight's momentum surged, and her point of view was not without merit. It was indeed Queen Greta's mistake to think that she had done nothing wrong to the country and ignored humanity.

“Nobles know honor and responsibility, but aren’t they just like this? Marquis Joao was once a famous loyal legion commander in Istia, but now it seems he has forgotten all his honor.”

Discussing something that is inherently wrong is bound to lead to defeat, so Diane chose to take a different approach and stir up the faults of the nobility.

“That’s right. I suggest that such black sheep among the nobles be killed without any mercy!”

The female knight's undisguised hatred, a hatred rooted in her faith, was more severe and profound than any discord in their marital relationship. In her eyes, her saintly husband had fallen into demonic ways and was no longer her husband.

"This……"

Diane sensed the other person's purity and felt a chill run down her spine. A staunch feudalist, she was not a woman who could be fooled by love.

Although some of her actions seemed foolish, much like Diane's observations of Pavel Korchagin's behavior—a kind of overreaction—you can't question someone's faith. Diane had some doubts about whether she could control her with her holy blood. She couldn't beat Joao, but she could beat her, right? And in bed, would she have to worry about stabbing her twice?

"Nobles are known for their clear distinction between rewards and punishments. The original Queen Greta spoiled these nobles too much, which caused them to become disloyal."

The female knight's armor trembled, making a clanging sound, while her plump legs rippled, revealing subtle muscles and the firmness of her skin.

"That's me. I know demons are powerful, and demigods are powerful, but I listened to other people's propaganda and thought that the environment of the Abyss was not as good as the Spirit Realm, and that demons and demigods had been weakened. I thought that even without Her Majesty the Queen, any other demigod could suppress the Abyss."

The female knight closed her eyes. She was also one of the foolish nobles, and she also opposed the queen, so she understood the mentality of the nobles at that time better than anyone else.

“Her Majesty the Queen shouldn’t have bestowed these gifts upon us. Everyone feels that these gifts are bribes, a form of buying off, the scraps that Her Majesty has taken over the Abyss and is giving to the nobles. No one is satisfied with the fixed rewards they receive; everyone is thinking about getting more benefits from the Abyss!”

"Most nobles are weak. Even angels cannot understand the difference between demigods, let alone these nobles who are not even angels."

"They should be sent into the abyss to see what demons are like. Only then will they realize that it is not that the demons of the abyss are weak, but that Her Majesty the Queen is powerful, and that they are protected by Her Majesty the Queen's radiance."

The female knight spoke in one breath, showing that she did not disdain the problems of nobles as she did with commoners, but rather viewed them as lambs in need of guidance. Her analysis was very insightful.

People are all despicable; they never suffer, and they always talk without understanding the pain. If they are protected too much, they will become detached from reality.

"Well, you're right."

What could Diane do? The other party had already blown up the truck, admitted their mistakes, and even dragged Queen Greta into the self-destruction. Diane had nothing to say.

Queen Greta's problems were already significant. It was like holding a gun to people and forcing them out of a collapsing mine, while arrogantly refusing to offer any explanation (and even if she did, no one would listen). She didn't address the people spreading rumors and slander, so naturally, people felt that she was hindering their ability to make money.

"Now, the people of Ishtar have reflected on their actions. Everyone can see clearly how powerful Her Majesty the Queen was back then. Without Her Majesty the Queen, Ishtar is worthless."

I deeply realize that without Queen Greta, even the strongest kingdom in the material world is nothing more than a playground for demons and evil gods.

“Your Highness, the people of Ishtar dream of your return. Your appearance is like a dream. You inherit Her Majesty the Queen’s bloodline and spirituality. As long as you appear and display your spirituality, all of Ishtar will submit to you. No other member of the royal family is as legitimate as you.”

The diary entries were similar: once the Holy Blood's spirituality emerged, the already fragile political situation in Ishtar changed drastically. After the demons' rampage, everyone longed for the peace and tranquility of Queen Greta's era.

"I will return to Ishtar, but not now!"

The female knight's vision was not far-sighted enough. This was no longer a matter of the material world; it involved the gods and was not just a matter for the people and nobles of Ishtar.

“I understand, Your Highness, that you have a deep prejudice against Ishtar. I hope I can dispel your prejudice, after all, there are still many people like me in Ishtar who have come to their senses.”

The female knight took Diane's hand, her eyes shimmering with tears as she looked at Diane expectantly. Diane felt uncomfortable under her gaze, as if she were being expected of something by an elder.

"It has indeed dispelled my prejudices. I hope you can help me find the Holy Lance Valentin this time, so that I can become the consort of the Tudor Queen!"

I never imagined there could be such a pure feudalist knight. At first, I really thought that the Ishtar were all greedy nobles who only cared about their own interests. I never expected that they were as orthodox as the head maid, who was a feudal queen.

"Of course I will help you, my prince. Do you know how many people have come to our family begging for our help? But I will only help you. You are the savior of Ishtar. I will help you realize your ideals even if it means my own destruction."

The female knight lifted Diane's hand and kissed the back of it. A slight blush appeared on her heroic face, as if she was thinking of the contents of her diary.

How could it be described in such detail? Like a short body resembling a white parasite inhabiting a wheat-colored…

"There's no need to take it so seriously. If it works out, great; if not, so be it. Don't make a big deal out of it!"

She seemed like a yandere; her beliefs were so extreme that Diane didn't dare to get too deeply involved, nor did she want the female knight to get too involved. However, she would try to persuade her if she could, and if she couldn't, she would just let it go.

As the maid had just said, it made sense. With the female knight by our side, the chances of finding the Holy Lance would be greater, since she was familiar with it.

"Is Your Highness showing me pity? What do you think of me, Your Highness?"

The female knight misunderstood Diane's words of advice, feeling that Diane was concerned about her, and bent down to get closer to Diane.

With her striking features and deep gaze, she possessed a strange allure. Diane was quite drawn to the female knight attribute, perhaps due to the head maid's training.

"You're very good, very good. I really appreciate your loyalty, and I really like you!"

At first, she was at a loss, but then, remembering the head maid's instructions, Diane went straight to the point: she wanted to control this unstable factor.

"I also love Your Highness. You are so cute and petite. Can I become Your Highness's mistress? I want to bear the noblest bloodline of Ishtar!"

Kissing Diane's cheek, the female knight didn't back down in the face of Diane's direct approach, her boldness and unrestrainedness were almost unlike that of an Ishtar.

Perhaps influenced by her diary, which recorded her change in mindset, she seemed to have experienced this process firsthand. Her tall and strong husband did the things she despised most, while it was the short and petite Diane who supported Ishtar.

He always boasts about how strong he is and how many people he can kill, but when facing the enemy, his strong physique is only used to kneel down. He is not as worthy of the female knight's respect as a thin, small man who fights the enemy with a long spear.

"I……"

The progress was going too smoothly, and some people couldn't stand it.

"Lord Anne, Lady Thalys, we have reached the designated area. Do you think we should begin the search?"

Bridget stepped onto the deck, breaking the atmosphere between the two. Her expression was serious, and her gaze paused slightly as she swept over Diane and the female knight's hands and their close faces before looking out over the vast sea.

She had been watching from the shadows and knew that her future prince was a womanizer, but she was still shocked by how quickly he had started flirting with her.

She didn't hear their conversation, but seeing that they were about to kiss, her jealousy burned fiercely.

What's going on?!

Her true self, the most noble queen of Tudor, and Diane had not yet progressed to this point, so how could Diane have fallen in love with a new woman!

She doesn't allow it!

(End of this chapter)