“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)

And the premise of all this is that he first has to please Victoria, this 18-year-old Queen.


At this time, leaving London, staying away from Victoria's side, might seem incomprehensible to ordinary people.


After all, nowadays, everyone is flocking to her side. However, Arthur Hastings, this gentleman who appears to be in the best position to reap the benefits, gave up his spot when the fire was blazing.


Ultimately, everyone has different views, attributed to their different perspectives on matters.


Everyone else regards Victoria as the Queen, except Sir Arthur Hastings, who treats Victoria as a young girl.


Arthur set down the teacup and picked up a slightly worn but very handy quill. He spread out a pale yellow sheet of letter paper from the notebook on the table, the top of the letter paper printed with the address No. 218 Saint Honore Street and bordered with a pattern of dark green vine tendrils.


Chapter 2047 - Chapter 197: Victoria's Coronation Ceremony (Part 3)