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

Arthur was flipping through the property register in front of him, yet the corner of his eye caught the real estate agent whispering something into Lionel's ear.


While listening, Lionel's face suddenly took on a look of astonishment, followed by a helpless shake of his head. He then spoke to Arthur with an apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hastings. The six-bedroom suite in Regency Crescent that I introduced to you earlier..."


Arthur raised his head and asked, "Is there a problem with that room?"


"No, no, no," Lionel said with a smile and a dismissive wave of his hand. "How could I introduce a room with problems to you? It's just that our company just got news that the suite was temporarily seized by the government this morning. However, if you wish to live there, I can still inquire for you to see if there are any properties in Regency Crescent that will be listed soon."


Chapter 88 The First Step to a Higher Position