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

London, Westminster, 4 Whitehall, headquarters of the Greater London Police Department.


Boots struck the floor, their firm and crisp footsteps echoing throughout Scotland Yard.


The hall was bustling with Scotland Yard officers scurrying back and forth, coming from different police districts across London, facing different security situations and neighborhood characteristics, but today, the purpose of their visit to the headquarters was strikingly similar.


It wasn't because of theft, robbery, arson, but due to an epidemic outbreak without any sign.


"Inspector Matthews, St Thomas's Hospital and the London Bridge Hospital suddenly announced this morning that they were full. Unable to find beds for patients, many relatives of the ill have gathered outside the hospitals to demonstrate and protest. The local stations request that the headquarters dispatch armed police forces to assist in maintaining order."


Chapter 277: The Bustling Scotland Yard (4K6)