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Chapter 743 - 743 356 The Greatest General’s Most Severe Test · Oct 21, 2026

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701 Chapter 701 - 701 339 Furious Disraeli 2026-10-21
702 Chapter 702 - 702 339 The Furious Disraeli_2 2026-10-21
703 Chapter 703 - 703 339 Furious Disraeli_3 2026-10-21
704 Chapter 704 - 704 340 2026-10-21
705 Chapter 705 - 705 340 Underwriters of Government Bonds_2 2026-10-21
706 Chapter 706 - 706 340 Underwriters of National Debt_3 2026-10-21
707 Chapter 707 - 707 341 Everyone’s an Insider 2026-10-21
708 Chapter 708 - 708 341 All Members Are Traitors_2 2026-10-21
709 Chapter 709 - 709 341 All Members Are Traitors_3 2026-10-21
710 Chapter 710 - 710 342 Hastings System 2026-10-21
711 Chapter 711 - 711 342 Hastings System_2 2026-10-21
712 Chapter 712 - 712 343 Scotland Yard Jointly Establishes University 2026-10-21
713 Chapter 713 - 713 343 Scotland Yard Co-building University_2 2026-10-21
714 Chapter 714 - 714 343 Scotland Yard Joint University Construction_3 2026-10-21
715 Chapter 715 - 715 344 The Eve of France 2026-10-21
716 Chapter 716 - 716 344 The Eve of France_2 2026-10-21
717 Chapter 717 - 717 345 Unspoken Rules 2026-10-21
718 Chapter 718 - 718 345 Unwritten Rules_2 2026-10-21
719 Chapter 719 - 719 346 Mr 2026-10-21
720 Chapter 720 - 720 346 Mr 2026-10-21
721 Chapter 721 - 721 346 Mr 2026-10-21
722 Chapter 722 - 722 347 Hastings’s Secret 2026-10-21
723 Chapter 723 - 723 347 Hastings’s Secret_2 2026-10-21
724 Chapter 724 - 724 347 Hastings’s Secret_3 2026-10-21
725 Chapter 725 - 725 348 The Great Game 2026-10-21
726 Chapter 726 - 726 348 The Great Game_2 2026-10-21
727 Chapter 727 - 727 349 Great Dumas’s Misfortune 2026-10-21
728 Chapter 728 - 728 349 The Trouble with Great Dumas_2 2026-10-21
729 Chapter 729 - 729 350 The Libertine Father 2026-10-21
730 Chapter 730 - 730 350 Debauched Father_2 2026-10-21
731 Chapter 731 - 731 351 Big News 2026-10-21
732 Chapter 732 - 732 351 Big News_2 2026-10-21
733 Chapter 733 - 733 352 2026-10-21
734 Chapter 734 - 734 352 Diplomacy Internal Affairs_2 2026-10-21
735 Chapter 735 - 735 353 Crazy English 2026-10-21
736 Chapter 736 - 736 353 Crazy English_2 2026-10-21
737 Chapter 737 - 737 354 Police Intelligence Department Ghost Squadron 2026-10-21
738 Chapter 738 - 738 354 Police Intelligence Department Ghost Squad _2 2026-10-21
739 Chapter 739 - 739 354 Police Intelligence Department Ghost Squad _3 2026-10-21
740 Chapter 740 - 740 355 Britain’s Perilous Situation 2026-10-21
741 Chapter 741 - 741 355 Britain’s Crisis_2 2026-10-21
742 Chapter 742 - 742 355 Britain’s Perilous Situation_3 2026-10-21
743 Chapter 743 - 743 356 The Greatest General’s Most Severe Test 2026-10-21
744 Chapter 744 - 744 356 The Greatest General’s Most Severe Test_2 2026-10-21
745 Chapter 745 - 745 356 The Greatest General’s Most Severe Test_3 2026-10-21
746 Chapter 746 - 746 357 What’s Even More Terrifying Than a Civil War 2026-10-21
747 Chapter 747 - 747 357 What is More Terrible Than a Civil War_2 2026-10-21
748 Chapter 748 - 748 357 2026-10-21
749 Chapter 749 - 749 358 It’s Your Turn to Play the Clown 7K6 2026-10-21
750 Chapter 750 - 750 358 2026-10-21

743: Chapter 356: The Greatest General’s Most Severe Test 743: Chapter 356: The Greatest General’s Most Severe Test “Mr.

Hastings, the Duke is resting inside.”

Under the guidance of the butler, Arthur crossed the foyer and gallery to reach the study on the second floor.

As soon as he opened the door, Arthur saw the old Duke lying on a campaign hammock suspended between two columns, his face covered by a hat to shield it from the sunlight.

Seeing this, Arthur pursed his lips toward the Duke and asked the butler in a low voice, “Has His Grace fallen asleep?”

“Er…” the butler replied softly, “Please forgive the intrusion.

If you are not too busy, perhaps you could wait in the foyer and have a cup of tea?

His Grace has been experiencing poor sleep quality lately, sleeping on and off.

He should wake up soon.”

No sooner had the butler finished speaking than a weary voice came from the campaign bed, “Sean, pour me some wine, my throat is a bit dry.”

Hearing this, the butler placed a hand over his chest and bowed slightly, “As you command, Your Grace.

Mr.

Hastings is here to visit you, would you like to see him?”

“Oh?

Has the young man arrived?”

Wellington removed the hat from his face and turned to see Arthur’s polite smiling face as he lay on the hammock.

Arthur spoke up, “Your Grace, you look very weary, perhaps you should rest first, and I can visit another day.”

Wellington ignored Arthur’s request and raised two fingers to the butler, “Two drinks.

A glass of Martell brandy, a glass of Guinness stout…Hmm, lad, I remember you like beer, right?”

Arthur was taken aback, unsure of how Wellington had come to that conclusion.

He had never shown his preference for alcohol in front of Wellington, and the only time he had been invited to a banquet at Wellington’s residence, he drank whatever was available.

Moreover, he did not even like beer.

He only drank several large glasses of it at the little theater’s pub when he went to see a play with Eld during their university days.

After all, the plays Eld chose always left one feeling thirsty.

Seeing the puzzled expression on Arthur’s face, the Duke chuckled, “It seems that after ‘The Times,’ the Liverpool papers cannot be trusted either.

They previously reported that you were a Royal beer barrel rolled over from London, and I actually believed it.”

Arthur, too, responded with a laugh, “Seeing you in such good spirits, even making light-hearted jokes, is truly a joyous occasion.

But are you sure you don’t need to rest in the bedroom?

The campaign bed isn’t as comfortable as the bedroom’s large bed.”

The Duke of Wellington turned over and said, “For an old soldier like me, a campaign bed is much more comfortable than a bedroom’s large bed.

Whenever I can’t sleep, I come here and lie down to read the Army’s military reports for a while.

It doesn’t take long for me to fall asleep, just as I did back in Iberia.”

“In that case, perhaps I should buy such a bed to try it out.”

Arthur walked into the study, saying, “I’ve been having poor sleep quality lately too.”

At that moment, Arthur suddenly noticed a black armband wrapped around Wellington’s arm, paused mid-step, and pointed to his arm, asking, “This is…?”

“Ah…” the old Duke slightly lifted his eyelids, “My wife, my dear Catherine, she passed away recently.”

Upon hearing this, Arthur immediately pictured the affable face of the elderly lady.

He remembered that whenever the couple attended social events together, the old lady, who often smiled, was hardly ever apart from the Duke.

Every time he spoke with her, she always steered the conversation toward her husband, eagerly boasting about how outstanding the Duke of Wellington was.

She cherished her husband’s honors, perhaps even more clearly than the Duke himself.

It was a strange affection, so much so that in Arthur’s view, she was not just the Duke’s wife but also a fervent admirer of His Grace.

But unlike other admirers, she was filled with doubts about her husband, not having countless lovers like other ladies of the nobility, but focusing all her extra energy on fiercely guarding her husband.

She hated others touching her trophies and even meticulously planned several large-scale defenses to prevent it.

From this perspective, her combat style was quite consistent with her husband’s.

Unfortunately, while the Duke of Wellington could command the entire military force of Britain during battles,

for Catherine, every lady in London was a potential rival.

But nonetheless, Arthur had a favorable impression of the old lady because all it took to win her affection was to dutifully sit and listen to her recount the glorious history of the old Duke.

Compared to other demanding ladies, her affection was indeed very easy to gain.

Arthur slightly bowed his head and offered a gentle consolation, “My condolences.

May I ask, when did she pass away?”

“It was when you were in Liverpool.”

The Duke of Wellington gently shook his head, “She had been unwell since early last year.

I thought that perhaps by spending more time with her, she might slowly improve, but in the end, she passed away.

She lay in bed, hardly able to speak, yet with her last bit of strength, she stuck a finger into my sleeve.”

“Into your sleeve?”

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