I Am a Nobleman in England

"Does Santa really exist?"

"This is an era when people tend to doubt everything. They are deeply affected by the era. Unless they see it with their own eyes, they don't believe it. If they don't understand it, it doesn't exist!"

"Yes, children, Santa Claus does exist, and his existence is just like we believe that love, kindness, and faithfulness exist. How boring the world would be without Santa Claus!

If there were no more childish faith in the world, no poetry, no romance, no joy, life would become intolerable, and the light that children brought into the world would be extinguished.

Next, everyone will see that some enthusiastic viewers of our TV station have captured images of 'Santa Claus' delivering gifts to children in Dunsford Village—"

Watching the news on TV, Arthur, Eddie, and Edmund, who were drinking afternoon tea, looked at each other and smiled. Paul, the housekeeper, also had a gratified smile on his face. Come.

"Your goal has been achieved!" Eddie raised his eyebrows at Arthur and said.

"Hehe." Arthur leaned on the recliner, smiled noncommittally, and looked at the picture being broadcast on TV. In the heavy snow, a Christmas carriage pulled by a horse with a reindeer horn headdress, in a group of children Surrounded by people happily, three Santa Clauses in Santa costumes distributed gifts, and many adults stood not far away, with bright smiles on their faces.

From time to time, other children ran out of the house and rushed to the Christmas carriage happily. Anyone who saw these pictures would feel a kind of warmth.

"...According to our telephone interview, the three Santa Clauses said that they will come again next year. It is said that he will list the distribution list of Christmas gifts for next year based on the letters from the parents. Santa Claus said that he will not come. Christmas presents for naughty kids."

The news host mischievously winked at all the viewers in front of the TV, and turned to look at the guests beside him with a smile and asked, "Professor Linda, what do you think of Santa's promise?"

"Hehe, fortunately this Santa Claus only promised children in one place, otherwise he might not be able to fulfill his promise, because assuming that Santa Claus has no definite beliefs, he needs to send about 378 million children in a very short period of time. Christmas present." The guest professor named Linda said with a bright sweet smile on his face.

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Because by my calculations, in addition to making lists, Santa probably wrote down some formulas and equations for dealing with the laws of physics when delivering presents on Christmas Eve. Of course, the way Santa deals with the laws of science can't be Same as us, but he also treats with care.

Due to the Earth's rotation, assuming he flies east to west, he has 31 hours to deliver gifts, not 24 hours. Assuming that each household has an average of 3.5 children, Santa needs to visit 91.8 million households. In other words, he needs to visit 822.6 households every second, and the time used to deliver gifts to each household is about one-thousandth of a second.

To accomplish this task, Santa's sleigh needs to travel about 650 miles per second, which is 3,000 times the speed of sound and 0.35 percent of the speed of light. At this speed, Santa Claus will feel the effects described by the theory of relativity, especially time dilation, causing him to age at a much slower rate than us on Earth, which may explain why he is able to spend Christmas every Christmas. Children give presents. . . . . . "

"puff--"

Watching TV, the scientist guest was talking about various hypotheses and data in a serious manner,

The three of Arthur in front of the TV couldn't help laughing, and Arthur even shook his head and smiled bitterly with a dumbfounding expression on his face.

"...and 3,000 people would have to work 8 hours a day for a whole year to make enough presents for all the children to receive presents. Now, hopefully, he'll take seriously what the laws of science have created for his journey challenge."

"Hahaha, it's so funny." Eddie looked at Arthur jokingly and laughed.

"Well, thanks to Professor Linda for analyzing how powerful Santa Claus is from a very scientific point of view, hehe, fortunately, there is not only one Santa Claus in the world.

So now, it's time to unravel the mystery, let's take a look at the real face of this Santa Claus! Please look at the big screen—"

On the TV screen, pictures of Arthur, Eddie and Edmund appeared. At this time, the three of Arthur chuckled. Hearing the introduction and praise of the three of them by the news host, they felt a sense of pride and relief. Spontaneously.

"About the Christmas dinner at Sandringham Palace in Norfolk, Eddie, please prepare and accompany me to attend, and Edmund, you will also go to Norfolk with us." Arthur held up After taking two sips of a cup of black tea, he said to Eddie and Edmund.

"Eddie is accompanying you to the dinner party, what am I going to do?" Edmund frowned slightly, and asked with some reluctance.

"Idiot, of course I want to introduce you to some people who can help you. You don't really want to be a soldier, do you?" Arthur gave Edmund an angry look, and continued to explain.

"The banquet that day will gather the most important nobles and officials in the UK. Due to the limit of the number of invitations, I can only bring Eddie to participate. This also marks that our Boleyn family has returned to the mainstream class of the nobility. I believe it will There are many people who want to meet us, and we can meet many people.

Fame plus strength is what those people value. I also believe that there will be many people who can help you, and for those people, your future is just a matter of a phone call from them.

I led you there just to deal with these people! "

Hearing Arthur's words, Edmund nodded solemnly, looked at Arthur, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Arthur."

"Brother!" Arthur forced the corner of his mouth with a smile, while Edmund rolled his eyes and pointed his middle finger at Arthur.

"Arthur, I warn you, I can accompany you to the dinner party, but you don't want to interfere with my life and life!" As if thinking of something, Eddie's complexion became very ugly, and his voice was a bit cold warning.

"Ha——" Arthur curled his lips and said disdainfully, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Hehe." Eddie stood up abruptly, looked at Arthur with a sneer on his face, and said with a slight sarcasm: "You don't understand, then I'll just warn you, it's okay if you want to revitalize the Boleyn family. But Don't get me wrong!"

Arthur sneered and waved his hands: "Hehe, you really can think of it, you think too much."

"Hehe, no matter if I'm overthinking it or not, it's best if you don't have this kind of thinking. If you have this kind of thinking, I also advise you to die as soon as possible. With that kind of thinking, I will definitely not become a victim of family marriage!" Di crossed his arms, looked at Arthur with a condescending sneer and warned.

"Ahem. Eddie, you think too much..." Edmund on the side said with a dazed expression, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Hehe, thinking too much?" Eddie looked at Edmund and asked back, then looked at Arthur who had been shaking his head and laughing, and continued: "He has changed so much in the past six months, I can't even guess now Find out what he thinks, it's like a different person.

If it was in the past, do you think he would go to the kind of banquet where he was talking and laughing with those old antiques and bureaucrats as if wearing a mask? No way, but now. . . I can't guarantee whether he will become more strange in the future.

No matter if I think too much or not, I don't want you to interfere with my life and life one day, let alone let me marry for the benefit of the family and you! "

Eddie's sudden outburst and what he said made Edmund look at Arthur with doubts, and Arthur was even more helpless, and assured him: "You can really rest assured that no one will Sacrificing your happiness and letting you get married, this is what age, besides, you really think you are very popular..."

"Die!" Eddie heard Arthur's words, stepped forward a little bit angrily, kicked Arthur, and left the hall arrogantly.

"Arthur, you wouldn't do that, would you?" Edmund looked at Eddie's disappearing back with some uncertainty, and asked Arthur suspiciously.

Arthur rolled his eyes, and said with a helpless wry smile: "No, she really thinks too much, she's too sensitive. With my current achievements, I don't need those methods to revive the Boleyn family."

"Hehe, that's good. In fact, even if you really want to marry, it's fine. You can consider me. I am willing to marry other families for the sake of my family. Of course, the other party should be a beautiful woman... "

The corner of Arthur's mouth twitched, his hair was full of black lines, and he raised his middle finger very gentlemanly.

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