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

As the heart of London's news publishing industry for centuries, Fleet Street has always been the holy land in the hearts of British journalists.


And today, this sacred place has welcomed a new guest—the head office of "The Briton" magazine.


Having rapidly ascended to the ranks of London's popular magazines in recent years, "The Briton," after such a long time operating like a makeshift camp, has finally decided to move its headquarters from the residences of Mr. Disraeli and Mr. Hasting at Lancaster Gate. It has taken the step to enter a new track of formal office work.


Mr. Disraeli, who is tirelessly striving towards his goal of becoming Prime Minister, also announced that he would officially resign as the editor-in-chief of "The Briton" today. He will divide the position into two roles: editor-in-chief of fashion literature and editor-in-chief of romantic literature.


Chapter 231: The Editorial Department's Story (6K)