Chasing Time

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.”
Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?”
The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?”
Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!”
“Oh!!!!”
The audience erupted into thunderous applause.
“Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately.
The applause grew even more fervent...
(The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)

The Shadow of Great Britain

Eld stared at Arthur, suddenly as if he remembered something.


He rummaged in his pocket for a while and then casually said, "I almost forgot to give this to you. Here, the list of merchant ships that have left London for North America and France in the past few weeks that you wanted, I went through a lot of trouble to get it together for you."


Arthur originally just wanted to catch a ship to go to sea, but unexpectedly he also received an unexpected bonus from Eld.


He quickly skimmed through the list of merchant ships, turning the handwritten document Eld gave him to yesterday's departure lineup.


Although there were many merchant ships departing from London daily, the only one that met the time and route requirements was the 'Black Thorn', which departed last night at 10:30 PM, with a route from London, Britain to Calais, France—Santo Domingo in the West Indies—Boston, United States.


Chapter 65: The Beagle Sets Sail!