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 raised his eyebrows, "What's the big deal about a duel? I had already fought a duel before Mr. Heine set out to seek revenge and honor."


Upon seeing this, Heine also gestured with his hand, "Thanks for your kindness, Mr. Hastings, but I can afford my own pistol. Hmm... perhaps it's still better to call you Arthur. After all, you're quite a friend."


Heine patted Arthur on the shoulder and began, "You don't need to worry about me, back then I was just naive and didn't understand women. That's why I fell head over heels for her. I was around twenty years old at that time, easily believing the nonsense in books, thinking women had no personality and could be moved by sincere heart alone."


But now, I've proven with my own experiences and observations: women do have personalities, it's just that they adopt a new one every day. Damn it! Back then, no one told me the second half. Arthur, you're still young, you must learn from my experiences!"


Chapter 256: London 800,000 Imperial Guard Instructor (4K6)_2