Do you all know the future?

Chapter 90 So Simple

"Have we reached the target area?"

Diane turned to look at Bridget. The Tudor royal family's unique ice bloodline made Bridget look cold and unreadable.

But Diane knew she was deliberately causing trouble; after all, the Holy Lance hadn't actually been lost, so why would she jump in at a time like this?

"Hmm, we need to start searching for the Holy Lance. I wonder if Marquis Terri has any ideas?"

Bridget's face flushed slightly; this was the first time she'd ever done something like this, getting jealous over a man.

"Have we arrived at this point? Let's continue sailing. Let me sense the surroundings..."

Terri blushed slightly; Bridget had to come out and ruin things at such a crucial moment, making her feel awkward.

"How wide is your sensory range? Let's combine the little mermaid's and our exploration ranges, so that the ship won't have to search repeatedly and we can find the Holy Lance sooner!"

Bridget was putting on a show, acting as if she really intended to find the Holy Lance. If Diane hadn't known that the Holy Lance was on her, she would have been completely fooled.

"It's hard to say exactly how far; we'll only know after we try. Let's go find Dean Isabella and get everyone together to discuss how to find a solution."

Unaware that the Holy Lance was currently on Bridget, Terry was still quite naive, genuinely believing that she was going to find the Holy Lance for Diane and even wanting to show off her abilities.

"Yes, the area has been defined. Everyone should search in the direction the ship is traveling. Based on the tracking information at the time, it should be in this area of ​​the sea!"

Bridget lied to Terry without batting an eye or feeling guilty at all, until she saw Diane's gaze. At that moment, her eyes darted away, and she couldn't meet Diane's gaze. Her ears even turned red with embarrassment.

"Okay, if there are too many people, it won't be good. Demarcating areas will be more efficient!"

The female knight was very anxious, after all, it concerned Diane's marriage to the Queen and the future of Ishtar, so the more efficient the better.

"Lord An, you don't need to participate in the search. We'll help you find it. Lord An, keep an eye on the magic ship!"

The clueless female knight was completely bewildered and had no idea of ​​the intricacies involved. Considering that Diane's current strength was insufficient, she suggested that Diane stay on the ship while they went to search.

"Well, don't worry too much about it. If you can find it, great; if not, so be it!"

Since the Holy Lance wasn't lost, searching too meticulously would only be a waste of time and effort. Diane reminded the female knight not to be too serious or rigid.

"How could I not find it? I'm so familiar with the power of the Holy Lance, how could I not find it? Lord An, you must believe me!"

The female knight was very unconvinced, her face filled with arrogance. She believed herself to be the person present who knew the Holy Lance best and was most familiar with it.

"Yes, I believe in you, and I hope you can find the Holy Lance!"

But this isn't a question that can be resolved by believing or not believing. It's a behind-the-scenes operation, so how could the female knight have a chance to shine?

However, Diane couldn't explain it well, so she gave a vague and encouraging remark without offering any further advice, since she had already gone this far.

"Time is precious, let's go discuss the scope quickly!"

The female knight's mood brightened immediately upon hearing Diane's encouragement, and she became more enthusiastic, pulling Bridget's hand as they headed towards the cabin.

As she reached the entrance, she remembered something, jumped off the deck to look for it, and soon returned to the deck carrying the little mermaid.

The little mermaid seemed a bit reluctant to leave, her tail flapping. Diane couldn't help but smile, stroking the little mermaid's fine blue hair and offering a few words of comfort.

"Be good, be good..."

"I'm very good. Master, have we reached the designated sea area? Let me find you something."

When Diana touched it, the fluttering fish tail quieted down, and the little mermaid rubbed against Diana's hand affectionately and asked.

"We've arrived. I need your help now, my little maid."

Diane pleaded, stroking the little mermaid's smooth hair, wanting the little mermaid to do some work.

"I will definitely help my master find the treasure!"

The little mermaid, still innocent and with a bright smile, showed no trace of her earlier resentment. Her childlike nature made Diana smile.

"Be careful and don't get too close to the monsters. Your safety is more important than any treasure!"

Diane felt the little head in her palm and reminded him that the little mermaid's role was only to give him buffs so that others would accept defeat wholeheartedly.

"Master brother is so nice, hehe..."

The little mermaid's cheerful smile warmed Diane's heart.

"Alright, let's not waste any more time. Let's discuss it and go find the Holy Lance!"

Terri was in a hurry, grabbing the little mermaid and rushing towards the cabin. She treated Diane's career as her own, and since Diane wanted to marry the Queen, she would naturally do her best.

The discussion was swift and efficient, and a plan was quickly finalized. Isabella, Terry, Bridget, and the little mermaid all went to "search," leaving only Diane and the head maid on the magic ship.

"It seems this Marchioness is still trustworthy..."

The head maid came to Diane's side, and Diane told her what had just happened. The head maid listened and remained silent.

"Is there something wrong with her? Is she being too high-sounding?"

Diane asked in confusion, but the head maid remained silent.

"If there are any problems, it's actually a good thing to keep them a secret this time. It's a pity that Teacher Isabella and Bridget acted with her."

Diane didn't sense anything wrong with Terri, but he trusted the head maid. If the head maid's diagnosis was flawed, then he could only conclude that the other woman was the problem.

"No, I just think what she said makes sense. Maybe I was wrong to end up like this. I protected them too well and was too arrogant that they posed no threat to me!"

The head maid shook her head and said that Diane was not completely restored, but the meaning she expressed did touch the head maid.

Diane had analyzed the reasons for her before, and the general idea was the same: as a demigod, she couldn't see the pebble under her feet and ended up tripping over it. "It's all in the past. Didn't you already know these things, just from a different perspective? Why are you reflecting on them now?"

Diane and the head maid had previously discussed various experiences and lessons learned. Diane had analyzed that Queen Greta had given her name to someone else, only to be betrayed in the end.

"It's not reflection, well, how should I put it, but after learning that some nobles have this mentality, I realize how stupid I was back then. I actually treated them as people who would rule the country with me, and that everyone was protecting Ishtar."

He took Diane's hand and watched the waves cleaved by the magic ship, the foamy waves rising and falling, just like the first half of her life.

"It's good to see things clearly now, but there are still people like Lady Terri who also want to protect Ishtar."

Diane breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn't Mrs. Terry who had the problem. If it wasn't Mrs. Terry who had the problem, then what she said must be true.
"Yes, there are actually people like this. I failed to unite the people I should have united with, and in the end, most of them turned against me, even though I did it for their own good, and I ended up in such a mess."

The head maid held Diane's hand tightly. Diane was the only person she could truly open her heart to. She used to look down on everyone else and had nothing to talk about with them. The nobles were tools for her to rule the kingdom, and the common people were the ruled people. There were no kindred spirits among them.

"There's a saying in my hometown: 'A doting mother spoils her child.' How will a child know that rainwater is cold if he doesn't try to touch it? After seeing the truth, neither the nobles nor the common people are fools. But since the gods have intervened, there's nothing more to say. The mob will surely be deceived by sweet words."

Diane turned her attention to the gods. Even if the head maid wasn't so arrogant, the gods' long-term scheming was enough to bring her down. As long as she didn't treat the gods as her number one enemy, she was bound to fall into their trap.

"The gods? You're right. The biggest problem is that I didn't realize the gods' malice towards me. After being an executioner for so long, it turns out I'm their enemy. They are the masterminds, and the nobles are just accomplices. They are nothing in front of the gods."

A flash of resentful rage crossed the head maid's eyes as she looked toward Bridget. Her anger resonated with her weapon; she could sense the Holy Lance, sealed away layer by layer, calling to her, its true master. She longed to pick up the Holy Lance Valentin and wreak havoc, but she knew she couldn't, at least not now.

"I will soon become the Tudor Queen's husband. You will regain your demigod strength, and I will be with you then."

Diane noticed the head maid's agitation and quickly tried to calm her down. Although he saw the head maid as a very rational and perfect woman who wouldn't act impulsively out of spite, Diane didn't want to see her angry, so he tried to soothe her.

"Um……"

The head maid gently pulled Diane's hand in her arms, burying her head in the crook of Diane's neck, inhaling her scent. For the moment, hatred was set aside, and her heart found peace.

Protect Diane, protect Diane. We need to plan, not act impulsively. But the stronger we are, the less composed we become.

“Margaret, don’t you think this is romantic? In a little while, the sun will be setting in the west, and the orange sunlight will shine on us, gilding you with a golden glow. You will be so beautiful, like a radiant goddess descended to earth.”

She was already very beautiful, with a serene and doting smile, golden hair shining brightly in the sun, and heterochromatic eyes reflecting Diane's face. Her half-pursed red lips exhaled a fragrance. He held this great beauty and gazed at the head maid in a daze, his heartbeat in sync with hers.

Instead of discussing heavy topics, Diane teased her head maid, trying to make her relax and not think too much.

"Sunset? Watching the sun slowly sink into the sea and dye the seawater a different color is indeed beautiful and romantic. I feel very content when I am with my owner."

Unfortunately, the head maid wasn't buying it. She didn't have Diane's rich emotions; she had seen everything from the most beautiful to the ugliest things.

"My master once said that a beautiful woman is a kind of scenery. To me, my master is a kind of scenery. The most beautiful scenery has always been beside me."

The head maid looked at Diane with a happy smile. The scene Diane described was beautiful and evocative, but for the head maid, she cherished the moment when she was holding her in her arms even more.

"Huh... I feel a little numb!"

The head maid spoke sweet nothings without batting an eye, while Diane felt nauseous. Describing a beautiful woman as a "scenery" was quite unsettling; being described as such made her feel uncomfortable.

"Are you feeling unwell? Come here, Margaret's embrace will always be your comfort!"

She pulled Diane into her arms. It wasn't that she couldn't understand what Diane was saying; she just wanted to hug Diane. Not to mention that she had never hugged Diane before at home, she could never hug her enough.

But Her Majesty the Queen could not wait any longer. A powerful force surged from the seabed, and the waves traveled far and wide.

"Master, I'm back! Dingdang, look what this is! Is this the good thing you've been looking for?"

The little maid, carrying a long box, jumped onto the ship. Bridget put it down, and the little maid took it; the whole process was so quick.

"It's this! Melu is amazing, so incredible!"

Diane took the box without surprise, casually put it aside, picked up the little mermaid and lifted it high in the air.

"The Holy Lance, it's found just like that?"

Besides the little mermaid, the first to sense the aura of the Holy Lance was Terry, who rushed back. Looking at the box next to Diane and the little mermaid who was being held high with an uncontrollable smile, her expression froze.

"It's a bit easier now."

Diane saw Bridget and Isabella flying over. They weren't even pretending. There was such a huge sea; it would take them at least a few days to find them.

Just when everyone was anxious and had nothing to show for it, Diane suddenly discovered it, which sparked envy and jealousy among everyone.

"Isn't there any sea monster protecting it?"

Terri was the one who found it hardest to understand. She was determined to help Diane, even though it was incredibly difficult. She had prepared to search for several days, but now she felt like she was punching a cotton ball.

"Her Majesty was chasing the thief when he was killed, but the Holy Lance went missing. It is speculated that it was thrown into the Storm Sea on the way. Because its aura was concealed, and the Storm Sea is vast, that's why we were sent to search for it. If it could attract sea monsters, would Her Majesty have needed us to search for it?"

Bridget explained that none of these were the reasons. The reason was that she was jealous of Diane's interactions with other women today, but didn't know what to say, and wanted to marry Diane as soon as possible.

"Your little maid is so lucky! Is she your lucky star, your treasure-hunting fish?"

Isabella also "praised" her, saying that she also knew the ins and outs, but she was optimistic.

"I guess I'm the lucky charm. If I go back and hand it over to the Queen, I can become a Tudor prince. But it doesn't seem like I can really win people's hearts. It feels like I just got an early advantage and had a bit of good luck."

The original intention was to use this method to lure cult members, and at the same time make everyone feel that Diane was truly deserving of the title of Tudor consort.

In this situation, it seems that besides Diane seizing the initiative by sheer luck, she hasn't achieved her other two goals.

Diane glanced at Bridget and saw no sign of panic in her; she remained calm and composed. Could this be part of the Queen's plan?
Diane didn't know that the Queen was just jealous and wanted to speed things up, and that it wasn't that complicated. Bridget couldn't explain it in front of outsiders, so she could only let Diane's questioning gaze sweep over her.

"Another ship is approaching, and it's moving very fast!"

Isabella's warning pulled Diane back from observing Bridget's condition.

(End of this chapter)