The Day I Died After Transmigrating

"Your Highness Prince Arthur, Your Highness Prince Arthur, wake up quickly! Something terrible has happened, the Duke has been assassinated! Her Majesty the Queen wants to see you!" The door to the luxuriously decorated room was suddenly pushed open, and a gentleman who looked mature and steady, with red eyes at the moment, rushed in and shouted loudly.

"Hmm, hmm?" Arthur of Connaught, who was fast asleep, woke up instantly, got out of bed, and quickly asked the old gentleman, "Butler Hunter, what happened?"

"There's no time to explain, Your Highness Prince Arthur, hurry to Her Majesty the Queen. The Duke was assassinated on the streets of London this morning, and now the Royal Family and the entire government are investigating this matter." The butler, called Hunter, said with red eyes and a hint of a sob.

"Ah? What on earth happened? How could my father be assassinated?" Arthur of Connaught was instantly shocked and asked in disbelief.

Arthur William Patrick Albert of Connaught, the father of Arthur of Connaught, was one of the greatest monarchs in the history of the British Empire, the third son of Queen Victoria, and the esteemed Duke of Connaught and Strathearn and Earl of Sussex of the British Empire.

Arthur of Connaught could not believe that a prince and duke of such noble status would be assassinated in the capital of his own country.

"I don't know either. Everything was fine at first. Who would have thought that assassins would suddenly come to assassinate His Highness? There's no time to think about it now. Your Highness, let's go to Her Majesty the Queen first. At least it's absolutely safe there now." Butler Hunter said with sadness and concern.

Speaking of the experience of old Butler Hunter, although not brilliant, it was profound.

Since Duke Arthur William Patrick Albert was granted his title in 1874, Butler Hunter had been the butler of the entire duchy and Duke Arthur, for more than twenty years now.

In these more than twenty years, not only did Butler Hunter watch Duke Arthur grow into a qualified duke step by step, but Arthur of Connaught also grew up under Butler Hunter's watchful eye.

This was why Butler Hunter was so saddened upon hearing of the assassination of Duke Arthur William Patrick Albert.

"What do we do now?" Arthur of Connaught had only been in this body for a few months, and he was not very familiar with his current surroundings during this time.

Moreover, his previous understanding of the British Empire was only superficial. He only knew that Queen Victoria was one of the greatest monarchs in British history and was known as the grandmother of the European royal families.

Under these circumstances, after his father, Duke Arthur William Patrick Albert, was assassinated, Arthur of Connaught was momentarily at a loss.

"Let's go to Her Majesty the Queen first. The most important thing now is to ensure your safety, Your Highness," Butler Hunter said decisively.

After losing Duke Arthur William Patrick Albert, a lord he had watched grow up as if he were his own child, Butler Hunter could not bear to see Arthur of Connaught, whom he had also watched grow up, meet with any further misfortune.

"Alright then, Butler Hunter." Arthur of Connaught also understood the importance of the matter and nodded.

Buckingham Palace, Queen Victoria's conference room.

At this time, the conference room was filled with high-ranking officials and members of the Royal Family from the United Kingdom, all of whom were at least of ministerial rank.

"Your Majesty, please accept my condolences. The passing of Duke Arthur is regrettable, but the most important thing now is to find out the reason for the assassination and the mastermind behind it," said Robert Gascoyne-Cecil, the current Prime Minister of Britain, with a sad expression.

No matter what, the assassination of a prince of the British Empire and a noble duke in the capital of the British Empire was a great humiliation to both the Royal Family and the government.

This was not only a provocation to the dignity of the Royal Family but also a provocation to the dignity of the British Empire.

One must know that the British Empire was now the undisputed number one power in the world, with its navy crushing the second and third strongest nations.

Under such circumstances, for someone to dare to plan the assassination of a British duke and prince in London, the capital of the British Empire, was equivalent to openly slapping the British Empire and the British Royal Family in the face.

"The Prime Minister is right. Investigate immediately! Within three days, I want all information about the killer, and whether there was anyone behind him. Arrest everyone involved in this assassination, and release them only after confirming they are not suspects. I want those who dared to harm Arthur to understand that the dignity of the Royal Family is not to be provoked so easily," said Queen Victoria, who was eighty years old, with a sad and angry expression from her seat at the head of the table.

Prince Arthur William Patrick Albert had been Queen Victoria's favorite son since birth. Although his favor was divided significantly after the birth of his sister, Princess Beatrice, he remained Queen Victoria's favorite son.

Especially after his second son, Prince Alfred, went to Germany to inherit his title, and his fourth son, Prince Leopold, died of hemophilia in 1884, Prince Arthur received even more attention from Queen Victoria.

Coupled with the fact that her eldest son, Edward, was not favored by Queen Victoria, and after repeatedly being involved in scandals of improper private life, Queen Victoria cared even less about him.

It was precisely because of this that rumors repeatedly spread in British political circles and among the public that Queen Victoria intended to name Prince Arthur as her successor.

Although Queen Victoria made no move to depose Crown Prince Edward, it was unknown whether she had such thoughts in private.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

A knock on the door suddenly interrupted Queen Victoria's angry roar.

Everyone's gaze turned towards the door, trying to see who dared to disturb Queen Victoria's fury at this moment.

"Grandmother." Arthur walked in slowly, his eyes red, and called out.

This one word, "Grandmother," instantly dispelled Queen Victoria's anger. Looking at the face before her, which was so similar to her favorite son's, tears welled up in Queen Victoria's eyes, and she said with a choked voice.

"Good boy, come to your grandmother. Don't worry, with your grandmother here, no one can harm you." Queen Victoria stepped forward, took Arthur's hand, and led him to the seat of honor.

"Your Highness Prince Arthur." The government officials bowed to Arthur.

"Issue an order that Arthur's titles shall all be inherited by young Arthur, including all castles and properties. Arthur will be buried with the treatment of a prince, and the national flag will be flown at half-mast for three days," Queen Victoria said sadly, her eyes red as she stroked Arthur's face.