“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)

Phillips nodded: "Exactly. Therefore, I hope you can understand that what we're discussing today will not result in any formal directives."


This sentence caused Chadwick's eyebrows to twitch slightly.


"However..." Phillips continued: "It will influence the Home Office's stance on the pace of local implementation of the Poor Laws over the coming months."


As he spoke, he gently pushed the stack of documents to the center of the table: "These are the summary records submitted by the local police systems over the past two months."


Chadwick glanced at the cover of the document.


Just dates, numbers, and department identifiers.


Phillips continued: "These records do not challenge the authority of the Poor Law Commission, nor do they question the legislative goals of the New Poor Law..."


Chadwick couldn't help but stand up and say: "Then I can't think of..."


But before he could finish, Phillips politely raised his hand to stop him.


Chapter 2262 - Chapter 267: The English—Masters of Double Talk (Part 2)