Do you all know the future?

Chapter 9 Change of Attitude
The Virgin Mary's arms are so loving. Who doesn't want to be a baby? Especially when she pours all her love for a country into you alone.

Moreover, in the chilly weather, the fragrance of the Virgin Mary is warm, like a fireplace that makes people reluctant to leave.

"No, the nap is over, the master should get up and study."

Rubbing Diane's short hair on her chest, the Virgin Mary realized that he was pretending to be asleep, so she urged Diane to get up. It was not an order but just a request, and Diane got up reluctantly.

Who can resist a saint with full charm? She even calls you master.

"Even if I pass the exam, I still have to study. It's a headache."

Seeing that he could no longer pretend, Diane leaned forward and prepared to get up. He climbed up and tried to look for the clothes he had thrown off the bed, but the clothes were already in front of him.

The maid, who had shed her Madonna look and was now neatly and elegantly dressed, handed Diane clothes, which made her a little confused. She was so slippery just now, how could she be dressed again in an instant?

"I'm not the Great Knight before I came to Tudor. I'm a Paladin now. Is that so strange?"

Squire, Knight, Grand Knight, Paladin, Angel, Demigod.

The Virgin Mary's kind and beautiful face was shrouded in gauze, gradually covering up her freckles and becoming ordinary. Only her heterochromatic eyes were still gentle and divine.

"But this is too fast!"

Diane stood up and put on the lining. The maid wiped the stains for him. He turned around and found that the maid, who had just been pinned down by him, was already dressed and ready to go. Diane even wondered if she had a clone.

"This is how the personal maids of great nobles behave. Master, stretch your legs and I will dress you."

The maid put the thermal underwear that Diane had thrown on the carpet on Diane's legs, and Diane reached out and picked it up herself.

"So powerful, the maids are all paladins?"

Diane pulled up his trousers to the usual height, and the maid handed him a flannel pajamas, put them on, and tied a knot with a belt.

"Paladins aren't that powerful. No matter how rare they are, they're still quite common in the entire material world. The truly high-end fighters are those above angels, powerful beings who can harness the laws governing the operation of matter. Why are they called angels? Because they are the ones truly qualified to serve as God's servants."

From the perspective of a former demigod, a paladin is really nothing. There is a huge gap between angels and demigods, not to mention paladins. A realm that others may not be able to break through in their entire lives is just a brief memory for a maid.

"Golden elixirs are everywhere, but Yuanying is no better than a dog?"

Diane was a little more understanding and raised her hand, allowing the maid to point out the problem.

"what?"

The maid fiddled with the lines of Diane's pajamas. Although Diane would still get messy in a while, it was her duty to dress Diane up at the moment.

"Nothing much, just a feeling that in a higher dimension, the existence that I once thought was out of reach is now nothing more than an ant in the eyes of others."

Diane explained that the maid didn't understand things like Nascent Soul Golden Elixir, and it was too troublesome to explain in detail, so she gave a simple explanation.

"That's right. A knight's squire in a small mountain village might be something a young man would never reach in his lifetime. As for you, even having a demigod as your maid seems unfair. Don't think Lady Isabella is so great. If I weren't so weak now, she wouldn't even be worthy of licking your boots."

She, the god, is the only one who serves her husband, the Son of God, her master. The maid encourages Diane to be more open-minded and not think that the red rose of the empire is anything great.

"Why are you still entangled in this matter? I will try to contact it. What are you learning today? Aren't you going to clean it up?"

Diane argued with the maid for a long time, but there was no conclusion. After arguing about who was right and who was wrong, Diane surrendered in the arms of the Virgin Mary.

"I don't feel like cleaning. I feel like my master is with me, and my body is warm. As for studying, I'll learn some heraldry, so I can at least recognize the coat of arms of this country. The fireplace is short of firewood, I'll go add some."

The maid stood straight, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and walked away quickly. Diane felt a heat in her spine, and her originally calm mood was stirred up.

"Is this the Virgin Mary or a succubus?"

Diane walked into the study and was still thinking about the maid's delicate hands folded in her white apron. When she thought about their interlocking fingers, she felt that she was distracted.

Diane entered the study. The maid had already taken out the books and placed them on the table. The hot drink she had prepared was steaming. She also sat down beside her and began to slide her pen across the paper.

Diane did not disturb her. The real Virgin Mary had an inviolable holiness and a gentleness that tolerated everything, while the fake maid had a kind of exquisiteness and competence, and she handled everything properly.

Diane sat in the position prepared by the maid, the warmest place in the house, the study and bedroom, which protected the books from moisture and people from freezing. Diane did not feel cold.

Knowledge is boring, especially rote memorization, but listening to the sound of the maid Sasha writing, Diane felt a kind of peace in her heart.

These inexplicable, more or less distinct patterns can be partially understood. Of course, it may also be that exercise consumes energy and eliminates random thoughts.

I just sorted out some things and treated it as a story, for example, the sword on the emblem came from conquering demons, but my mind was not completely immersed in it.

"Master, it's time to rest. You can read some interesting books or periodicals and newspapers. It's cold outside, so I don't recommend it."

The maid put away the things on her desk and reminded Diane of her absent-minded look. Diane also noticed that it was getting dark.

"Is the article finished?"

Diane stretched herself. It wasn't like the day was a year long, but she was a little sleepy. Her mind was heavy with a lot of things on it.

"It's not an article, it's a translation. I'm telling you today that I've taken a part-time translation job. I want to make our financial situation better and prepare a carriage for you."

The manuscripts were gathered together and shaken, and the scattered papers were straightened out. The maid picked up the translation manuscript and shook it.

"Everyone says we don't need it. Alas, using our persona is difficult. The source of income must be legal, otherwise it will attract attention. But I think we are already noticed enough."

Diane is not a person who sticks to the rules. He feels no pressure to kill the oppressive and extortionate nobles, or the bandits who rob merchants. He is not Tang Monk, who would conflict with Sun Wukong if a piece of trash died.

One reason why they were living in such a tight financial situation was that they had been the maid of the great knight before. They had killed fewer bad guys and only took action when they encountered them. The money they earned was indeed not enough to spend in the Tudor capital of Landu. The second reason was that they needed to live up to their current identities and did not want to be exposed.

A minor nobleman who came from a foreign country to take the civil service exam but had a large amount of money beyond his status would attract unnecessary attention. If all the expenses were earned in Tudor, it would be easier to hide.

However, the two of them had never thought that their identities would be exposed just after they settled down. Although not all of them were exposed, they were almost exposed.

After Roland's outburst, Diane felt her days of living a life of idleness were numbered. She'd originally wanted to be an ordinary clerk, but now she felt like a target. She no longer felt the need to hide. "I'll keep it a secret for as long as I can. It's getting late, and I need to prepare dinner. The Pefki family is coming to pick me up soon, and they need me to teach Miss Lottina. I want to quit this job."

In response to Diane's complaint, she still needs to hide for now, at least until she recovers her angelic cultivation, but the number of prying eyes will definitely increase.

Although the Paladin's realm can barely protect Diane's safety, she is worried about being away from Diane for three hours a day as a tutor.

"Why, okay, I understand. Should I step into the extraordinary?"

Diane quickly realized that it was because of him, but he and the maid had already passed the stage of being afraid of being a burden.

He is Margaret's only one, and Margaret is his beloved, one heart in two bodies.

"It's useless for you to become a transcendent now. If someone really wants to harm you, you'll be at the mercy of the knight and mage realms. It's better to hope that I can recover to the angel realm soon. That will give you the real power to protect yourself."

The maid classified the manuscripts. The spiritual realm is not a safe place, but full of risks. Instead of working hard to increase her strength, Diane might as well seduce Lady Isabella, get her title, and enjoy the prosperity of the empire. She can recover faster.

"Don't worry, I will contact Lady Isabella and won't resist her. This situation reminds me of the fearful days in the forest. Without any military protection, I'm starting to have some wild thoughts."

Diane is not a troublemaker. He will do things secretly even if his wife tells him not to do them, causing a lot of trouble. In the end, he makes his wife have to clean up the mess, but he still thinks he is very capable.

He and the maid were able to survive the whole struggle because they trusted each other and listened to the maid.

"You can participate in the academy's awakening ceremony. You will be protected in the spiritual realm. After all, your true identity is my Son of God, but you don't have my protection in the spiritual realm. Entering the spiritual realm will expose your spiritual projection and allow the demons to target you."

The maid had this in mind when she asked Diane to go to school and take the civil service exam. Diane was like a rare and delicate flower that needed a greenhouse to grow. She also wanted Diane to step into the extraordinary world, and step into it safely.

Ideally, she would raise Diane into a useless person who couldn't live without her, so that Diane would be pampered by her every day. Unfortunately, the reality does not allow this, and in a sense, she cannot even protect herself.

"I understand. Go cook. I'll read some more."

Diane was looking forward to the day when he would awaken and become extraordinary. He was thinking about finding some books about the extraordinary, but the maid handed him a newspaper.

"As you wish, Master. Please look forward to the Yokan tonight."

After delivering the newspaper, the shrewd maid lifted her skirt and said goodbye with a smile.

"Yan jelly, you're such a greedy cat, you take that much in one day."

Diane laughed. The maid was particularly greedy for him. Sometimes he suspected that the maid wanted to eat him, and he was swallowed by her several times.

"I just want to warm up the master."

The maid retreated to the door with a rosy face. She just wanted her Son of God to be healthy. If she lost too much, she would always have to make up for it. Otherwise, she would feel extremely guilty if he lost weight.

There was nothing wrong with what he said. Mutton soup did warm the body, but the heat would eventually transfer. Diane picked up the newspaper and found the part that had been opened by the maid.

It is a court romance novel serialized in newspapers, telling the story of a proud knight queen and her squire who rescued her on the battlefield.

It does not quite conform to the mainstream aesthetic of that era, where the noble queen falls in love with an ordinary servant, but the rhetoric is gorgeous, the war details are detailed, and the action of killing demons is especially brilliant. Some actions are even restored, which are the standard actions for dealing with such demons. In the end, it was adopted by the editor.

The response was good, but there were also constant criticisms. On the one hand, some people thought that the queen was crazy for falling in love with her servant and how could she be a bootlicker. On the other hand, some people praised the queen for her decisiveness and bravery in killing cultists and demons.

This is a love letter written by the maid to Diane. Diane took two glances at it, but couldn't bear to read it any more. However, she couldn't help but take two more glances secretly. She was a little overwhelmed because she knew the male protagonist was him.

The queen expressed her deep affection for him, and many of her inner words were written in a way that was both corny and touching. She felt that he was the bright moon in the sky.

There are also some inexplicable plots, which portray the queen as a bootlicker. For example, the male protagonist hooks up with the angel in the magic tower, and the queen helps him while being jealous.

Diane was so poisoned that she could only speed up and skip to see the story of the queen killing the devil. The plot in the middle was even more poisonous. The male protagonist was seduced by the devil, and the queen went to save him in a cool way. In the end, she saw him kissing the female devil, questioning his conscience.

However, her counterattack was very cool and her killing was very decisive, which gave Diane a strong sense of separation. In terms of fighting and governing the country, the heroine was a perfect existence, but in terms of emotions, she was very timid and did not seem like a queen in reality.

Diane also asked about it, and the maid explained that she was imagining the scene if she met Diane before ascending to heaven. As she was writing, she didn't want to restrict Diane anymore, and felt that Diane should be free, so she came up with such a plot of death from poisoning.

After reading a few pages of the serialized story in the newspaper, I was silent for a while with mixed feelings, and then the maid came in with dinner.

"Have you finished reading? Time to eat."

I put the bread yokan on the table in front of Diane and picked up the newspaper that Diane had casually placed there.

"Can you please stop being such a jerk? I can't stand it. I'm not that bad!"

Diane bit into the bread with big mouthfuls and said in annoyance, it was no wonder that there were so many bad reviews.

"I want my master to be as independent as he is. Don't think that you will love me alone just because I pamper you. You are a man, and it is your nature to be a playboy. Don't choke, drink some soup."

The maid chuckled. She was happier than the queen in the novel. She moved a chair and sat next to Diane, then lifted the spoon and placed it in front of Diane.

"Nonsense, I want to be the God of Pure Love, eat some bread!"

Diane started eating the yokan and then reached out her hand. The maid took a light bite, and the two of them ate their dinner, taking turns to eat.

After dinner, the maid wiped the corner of Diane's mouth with a silk cloth with her white jade hands, and just then the doorbell rang.

"Well, the people from the Pefe family are here. Don't worry about the fireplace. I've already fixed it. Master, you can look at some paintings or some books while I wait for you."

The maid picked up the dinner tray, kissed Diane on the cheek, and gave Diane instructions.

Diane leaned back in her chair. After eating, she felt tired and wanted to fall asleep.

"Ding, ding..."

The doorbell rang again, and Diane, thinking that the maid had forgotten something, went to open the door.

(End of this chapter)