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

The East India Company dared to wage a war in India, but to assassinate a Scotland Yard inspector, and one specially commissioned from London at that. Truth be told, they might not have the courage to do so.


After all, their 20-year charter granted in 1813 was about to face renewal.


Parliament was just looking for an excuse to hammer them, and if they made themselves an easy target, it would be like delivering a pillow to a sleepy head. Both the Whig Party and the Tory Party would be only too pleased.


If this was the case for the big brother East India Company, let alone the smaller fries like the Africa Company and the West India Company. The consensus among these companies was to avoid unnecessary trouble, otherwise, Parliament could impose a management committee and a Governor to oversee them, which nobody could withstand.


Upon this thought, Arthur suddenly furrowed his brow.


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