Do you all know the future?

Chapter 97 Confession
Three days is neither a long nor a short time; at least three days is enough for a message to travel from Tudor to Ishtar and back, according to the standards of the Spirit Realm.

“Unacceptable! We strongly protest! The Holy Blood belongs to the spiritual essence of the Isthia royal family.”

The strong diplomatic rhetoric, even amidst the turmoil and the gradual loss of control over the country, clearly and unambiguously expressed the stance of the Isthaya government.

This is perfectly normal. Diane carries the powerful claim of Ishtar. Just as the female knight said, when Diane returns, there will be a group of people united around him, regardless of whether they have ulterior motives.

"The new king looks panicked!"

Because there was no time to prepare, the Queen tried on a wedding dress that was simple yet gorgeous. The upper part of the dress was adorned with delicate lace embroidery, which tightly hugged her mature and voluptuous body, making her sensible heart appear even more upright and proud.

The strapless design allowed her fair, rounded shoulders and sexy collarbones to be displayed without reservation, and her skin shone with an ivory-like luster under the light.

The wedding dress was very fitted at the waist, perfectly showcasing her slender and supple waist, which contrasted sharply with her full breasts and pert hips, creating an hourglass figure.

The wedding dress had layers of light tulle at the hem, spreading out like blooming white roses. The skirt was very long, trailing all the way to the polished floor, giving it an overall holy and noble look.

The Queen took the note, let out a pleasant chuckle, and then naturally and gracefully handed it to Diane, who was already dressed in a suit and had tried on her clothes, with her delicate hand wrapped in an elbow-length lace glove.

"It's normal for him to panic. He's afraid that if I lead the Tudor fleet back to fight, other countries will follow suit and cause trouble."

Diane already had a pile of diplomatic notes in her hands; many countries were concerned about the marriage, and some had directly expressed their opposition.

“I do not want another demigod to emerge from Tudor, and you may be underestimating your claim. Queen Greta is not only the queen of Ishtar, but also the protector of the surrounding countries. You, who inherit her spirituality, also have legal dominion over these countries.”

The Queen explained, adjusting her skirt, looking at herself in the mirror—noble, beautiful, and holy—and was very satisfied.

"Oh, but why are countries like Fafia getting involved? And it's possible they'll intervene by any means necessary. Tomorrow might be difficult!"

Diane looked at the strongly worded note in her hand and felt surrounded by danger, as if enemies were everywhere.

"These are not the most difficult things. The most difficult thing is dealing with the gods. Queen Greta failed to ascend to godhood. Anyone with a brain knows that she was harmed by the gods. And you are Queen Greta's son. Won't they be uneasy and afraid of your revenge? Have you ever thought about taking revenge on them?"

In matters of the material world, Tudor, as one of the top powers, is not afraid of any country. The real issue is the gods. Targeting a single god is not a problem, but if multiple gods target a few demigods, there is really no good way to deal with it, especially since Uti revealed that Ms. Tina has actually lost contact.

"Of course we'll retaliate! None of them will escape!"

Diane made no attempt to hide anything, her tone firm: this goal had never changed.

"So, unless you become their subordinate, they won't let it go and will definitely try to kill you. Unless you become their lackey as Mrs. Terry said and give your life to them, they might feel at ease with you."

Her fingers traced her delicate collarbone; she realized that a necklace was missing to adorn her beauty. She glanced at the jewelry box and saw the sapphire given to her by Diane—perfect.

"If it's troublesome, I understand. Let's not get married then, so you won't have to face so much trouble!"

This is why Diane believes the Queen will reject him. Diane is of high value and also of high risk; acceptance or rejection is both possible. If the Queen wants to back out now, Diane understands.

"Idiot, come here!"

The mature and beautiful woman frowned and gave Diane a command. Diane was a little confused by the scolding and carefully walked to her side, seeing the queen's cold and beautiful expression.

"You're about to become husband and wife, and instead of focusing on solutions, you're thinking of running away. How foolish!"

The older woman scolded Diane, grabbing the sapphire Diane had given her. Diane was too ashamed to argue back, as what the older woman said made perfect sense.

"Put it on me and look at your beautiful wife. This is the woman who will face difficulties with you."

The older woman handed the sapphire to Diane, then sat down on the stool next to the dressing table, sitting upright with her back straight.

"Your Majesty, this..."

Gazing at the blue-glowing necklace in his hand, Diane slowly walked behind the Queen. The Queen's words filled him with a sweet feeling; he had once said the same thing to the head maid.

It's a bit strange that he came from the Queen, whom he wasn't very familiar with. Wasn't his relationship with the Queen just an accidental one?
"You still call me 'Your Majesty,' call me by my name, address me by my first name—only you can do that!"

The Queen, strong and domineering, looked at Diane through the mirror with displeasure, annoyed by his wooden head, wondering why he couldn't understand.

"Tatiana, you're so beautiful."

Diane wrapped the sapphire necklace around the Queen's long, fair, smooth, and beautiful neck, and gently fastened the clasp.

The beauty in the mirror was radiant, her silver-white hair ethereal and sacred, her exquisite face beautiful and noble. He placed his hand on the queen's rounded shoulder, the smooth touch as cool as silk.

"Of course! I'm one of the three most beautiful women in Lando City. Marrying you wouldn't be a disgrace to you!"

The openwork lace gloves draped diagonally across Diane's hand, making her appear even more full of life.

"I didn't mean you were shameful, I just didn't want you to have any difficulties..."

"This shows you don't consider me one of your own. If Isabella were in my position now, would you say something like that to her?"

The older woman leaned against Diane's stomach, gently stroking the back of Diane's hand; the silk gloves tickled Diane.

Diane fell silent. The problem is, you, Tatiana, are not Isabella. Don't make us seem so familiar.

"Even now, you're still unwilling to accept your future wife?"

The Queen was a shrewd politician, and she immediately understood what Diane was saying from his reaction.

“I will not refuse. If the Queen is truly willing to face the difficulties with me, I will fulfill my responsibilities as a husband.”

He couldn't bring himself to speak about the Queen's love and affections, even though he was intimately familiar with her physical structure, it seemed like something was missing.

"Is it just a responsibility? I have so much love for you, An."

The Queen chuckled, but she could understand. Back then, Diane could deal with even a demigod by saying they had never met before, let alone her.

"..."

Diane didn't know how to answer, so she went further and became more affectionate with the Queen, while also questioning whether the Queen's affections stemmed from the Holy Blood!

"So can you tell me what's wrong with your god right now?"

He took Diane's hand and pulled the stiff Diane into his arms.

"How do you know?"

Diane was taken aback, feeling that her intelligence had leaked through the cracks like a sieve, even though none of it was core information.

Did Loran leak the secret? That kid doesn't seem very bright, but he didn't know about the head maid's recovery status either.

"As I thought, this deity's power is currently insufficient to help you, is that right?"

As she straightened Diane's collar, after listening to Uti's description of the satisfying story, the Queen instinctively felt something was amiss. There was a huge logical flaw: if Diane's god was that powerful from the start, then Diane wouldn't have needed to be so patient.

Even though Diane's current strength is not great, she can still openly display her true spirituality because she has a god behind her.

Furthermore, because of the existence of gods, communication between gods can be directly facilitated, instead of the current fear of threats from gods.

However, no, Diane was cautious and dared not reveal her true spirituality, instead using other spiritualities as a cover, indicating that there must be something wrong with the deity behind Diane.

"That's right, where did you hear this news from?"

Diane admitted that the Queen's cold and exquisite face was much more beautiful than a doll's, but Diane had no interest in appreciating it.

"A time traveler came to my house. She claimed to be from the future and predicted that you would be able to unify the material world."

The Queen was honest; the best way to gain trust is through honesty. Once she was certain that Diane was trustworthy, she could exchange honesty for Diane's trust.

"Traveler?"

The term is very familiar. Diane herself is a time traveler, and she is somewhat surprised and confused to meet a fellow traveler.

However, with the existence of Loran, a reborn individual, it doesn't seem particularly surprising.

“That’s right, time traveler. I know you’re surprised. She returned to this time period from the distant future. I’ve tested it, and many things are true, but I can’t be completely sure.”

The Queen, seeing Diane deep in thought, assumed Diane didn't believe her and offered further explanation.

"What does she know?"

Diane's heart clenched as if she had gone from a greenhouse to the depths of ice. People from the future were not like Loran, a reborn person who died young; they must know a lot of information.

"Knowing that the supreme deity behind you is the Lord of Unification, whose goal is to unify the entire material world... she's right, isn't she?"

The Queen spoke slowly, and Diane listened attentively. The Queen didn't even hide the part about her making firearms. At this time, gathering intelligence and solving the problem was the most important thing. If she was still hiding things at this time, it could only mean that she hadn't been forced into a dangerous situation and that she hadn't explicitly revealed her relationship with Bridget.

"Pretty much. No wonder you seemed so lenient with me. There was a reason for it all. You didn't want to become a weapon, so you struck first. You even designed the treasure room? Bridget was really tricked by you."

Diane was both amused and exasperated. Now that so many things had made sense, it was clear that the Queen was incredibly cunning. If she hadn't revealed her secrets, Diane didn't know how long she would have been kept in the dark.

"It was an accident!"

I only wanted to sleep with my main body, but my clone was clumsy and ended up with two people sleeping together.

Was it really an accident?

Diane had some doubts, but then she thought of Bridget, and realized that if anyone was going to sleep with her, it would be the Queen alone; there was no need to get involved with Bridget, so she became uncertain.

"It was an accident. I've already told you my secret. What about yours? And what's the situation with the god behind you?"

This concerns how to fight the gods, and the Queen wants to know more specific details.

"I……"

How is Diane supposed to explain the question about the gods? There's no set formula or solution for this problem.

He looked pleadingly at the silent head maid beside him. When the Queen saw Diane's gaze, she also turned her gaze away. Clearly, the head maid seemed to understand the god's state better.

The maid had been watching the two of them silently, and the Queen hadn't avoided her when she spoke of the time traveler.

"The Lord is a newly born deity, currently very weak, and needs the nourishment of the rules..."

The maid carefully chose her words to describe her current situation, stating that she was not yet capable of fighting against the gods.

"I knew it. Just as I thought, this powerful goddess is not that strong right now, at least not to the point where she will be fearless in the face of the gods in the future."

The conjecture has been confirmed, but the Queen is not happy. How can the gods solve this problem? Lady Tina of the Breeze Church has also disappeared. Tudors are currently in a state of divine protection.

"How long will it take for this goddess to be able to fight against the gods?"

However, the Queen did not back down in fear. She hugged Diane tightly. If she didn't show herself now and expected Diane to truly unify the material world to marry her, wouldn't that be just wishful thinking?

If you tell someone to get lost when they need help the most, then it's all because they're kind to make firearms.

The Queen is a political animal, not an opportunist. Politics is about long-term considerations, and she genuinely loves the little man in her arms.

"If we're talking about which kind of confrontation, the material world or the spiritual realm?"

Watching the Queen's actions, the all-knowing head maid smiled faintly, knowing that the Queen had fallen for her, but she did not point it out, maintaining the proper demeanor of a maid, elegant and graceful.

"Of course it's the material world. The spiritual realm has no say in what these gods do! But is there a difference between the two?"

"Gods also have followers in the material world, and their influence can be exerted through followers. Among the followers are many demigods who are at the pinnacle of the material world."

The Queen was slightly confused, not quite understanding the head maid's meaning. Shouldn't they defeat the gods in the spirit realm, with the material world merely serving as a backdrop to the spirit realm in some respects, unless another figure like Queen Greta emerges?

"In the material world, it won't be long before I ascend to demigod status and receive the Lord's blessing. This will ensure that the demigods jointly dispatched by the gods cannot interfere with Tudor. Moreover, the gods are not united. Faced with a weak master, whether to win him over or destroy him, they will argue about it for a long time."

The head maid assured the Queen, whose expression became quite interesting, not because of the game the head maid had mentioned, but rather:

"You've advanced to demigod?"

She was both inclined to believe it and hesitant to believe it: that Diane's maid could be promoted to demigod. The gap between angels and demigods was like that between a mindless beast and a human.

"That's right, I've already sensed the opportunity to advance to demigod, which could take anywhere from a few days to several months."

The head maid estimated that once the Tudor Queen began to believe in her, Diane would be able to access the laws of nature. If Diane married the Queen, she would be able to ascend to demigod status in just a few days. Even if there were any unexpected delays, at the current rate, a few months would be enough.

"Ms. Margaret, are you sure that as a demigod you can withstand other demigods, even if they unite?"

Putting aside the shock of the head maid becoming a demigod, the Queen asked with a hint of doubt. It wasn't that she didn't want to believe it, but rather that the realm of demigods was not something she understood.

“We are family, and since we are being honest with each other, I naturally speak the truth.”

The head maid entered, reached out and gently stroked Diane's head. She never hid her close relationship with Diane, and thanks to the Queen's frankness, the distance between them had lessened.

"So all I have to do is stall for time, right?"

The Queen didn't feel jealous at all when the two interacted; instead, she felt a sense of warmth and the gentle maid made her feel close to her.

"That's right, a very short time."

(End of this chapter)