"I know that it is continuous blood and murder, but so what? But for the empire, even cruelty is more useful than incompetent mediocrity." Dorothy said with emotion, "If our descendants indulge in the shade of ancestors, forget the glory brought by the conquest of the past, and even shout at the death of every dog, then our empire is over! I would rather our descendants die on the battlefield than see him live carefully like a snail with the wealth we left behind!"

Alas, I said nothing. Charles couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

When most people indulge in the glory of the Victorian Empire and enjoy the wealth and glory brought by the colonies all over the world, she is working hard on her motherland, only to fear that this empire will be broken like a mirror and water moon in just a moment, turning into a bubble in a dream.

She is the most loyal supporter of the British Empire and the most cruel and ruthless critic.

"The empire cannot stagnate. Stagnation and decline are the same thing. When we feel that 'it is acceptable to stop', we are actually completely over..." Under the gaze of Charles, Dorothy continued to say to himself, "So Charles, I support the war between Britain and the Boers, and support the struggle between Britain and any opponent. As long as this struggle can expand the interests of Britain, it is good. I hope that our descendants can continue to do so and let Britain continue to rule everything. Unfortunately, all this status quo has a bad premonition. If the empire is handed over to a group of tyrants and prodigal sons in the future, it would be too scary. It's a pity that London is full of such waste children now!"

"Maybe you can count on the Duke of Marbal?" Shire shrugged, "Maybe they can contribute to your empire a great man who can represent an era."

"Duke Marbal?" Dorothy was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, "Come on, I know much about their background than you. These people with the surname Churchill have no ability, they are just some pitiful people who are cautious in their family business and trembling. Randolph is a little bit like a little, but I think his talent is just like that. Besides, he is only in his teens now, so who knows whether he can do something decent in the future... Maybe he will be like his family."

While speaking, Dorothy sighed and looked up at the sky outside the distant window, as if she was worried.

Of course she wouldn't know about Winston Spencer Churchill, because this guy would not be born until 1874. In this day, even his father, Randolph Churchill, was still just a teenager.

"So, we have to let our children come." After a moment of silence, she said leisurely, "I will let our children grow up under our teachings and raise them, let them understand the importance of enterprising spirit, and then I will arrange the future for them, let them enjoy the shelter of Her Majesty, get a brilliant future, and become a pillar of the empire in crisis and a beacon for moving forward... Charles, when this war against the Boers is over, you will have a title... Our children need a title to enter and leave the palace, and our contribution is worthy of this."

"The Earl of Johannesburg always sounds less delightful." Charles frowned and then asked in a low voice if his descendants would be proud of such a difficult title?"

"Hahahaha..." Dorothy was embarrassed at first, then couldn't help laughing, and then pinched her husband's face, "You can think of a good title, right?"

It was already afternoon, and it turned into golden sunshine, sprinkling on her white body, giving her a wonderful luster. Then she stretched out her hand and gently stroked the rising peaks, and then slowly slid down until she stayed in the stream and forest.

Dorothy groaned, with a little charm on her face.

"Then let's contribute another warrior to your empire?" Charles could no longer bear the desire in his heart, and turned over and overwhelmed his wife in a splash of water.

Dorothy blushed and hugged her husband with a smile, letting the two of them stick together until the real piercing came, she couldn't help but murmur. "I love you, Charles."
Chapter completed!