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

Inside the Director's office, Rowan leaned back in his chair, flipping through the pages of the arrest warrant he held.


After finishing the document, he leaned forward, resting his hands on the table and looking at Arthur, "That Louis Bonaparte, have you verified his identity? Is he the real deal?"


Arthur replied with a smile, "I can't say he's 100% genuine, but at least for now, I can't detect any sign of fraudulence in him. I had people check out his background at the West Indies docks, and he indeed snuck into Britain on a merchant ship from Rome. Combined with the recent news of the Carbonari uprising there, plus his fluent French, and after the examination by Mr. Alexander Dumas, a former captain in the French Artillery, regarding his role in the French Artillery command structure, at the very least from the perspective of consistency in his statement, I don't believe he lied about his experiences."


Chapter 212 Regulations Don't Allow You to Speak (5K8)