I Became A Hidden Powerhouse Of The British Empire [EN]: Chapter 535

Wow, to think there’s even a memorial museum inside the memorial park. Victoria really must have loved her husband.

Considering that none of the previous emperors of the British Empire have a memorial museum dedicated to them, it’s a bit ironic that I, who am not even an emperor, am the central figure of this space.

By the way, I felt like I was dying of embarrassment just looking at that statue. And now I have to see this museum too?

I can’t quite understand why the successor of the world’s leading AI company would be interested in such an old-fashioned place.

Ah, could it be that?

Is it an attempt to show reverence and respect for the British imperial family by respecting me, who could be considered a representative of the imperial family?

“…Huh. He put some thought into it.”

I’m still feeling awkward looking at my statue in front of the museum entrance. I wonder when he’ll be arriving.

I suppose he wanted to appear polite, so he’s waiting until 30 minutes after the appointment time.

Anyway, can’t something be done about that statue?

I never authorized a sculpture of my likeness while I was alive, so how come there are statues of me everywhere?

Even just recently, I saw that they had erected my statue at Heathrow Airport.

At this point, I think the people of the modern British Empire are enjoying this a bit too much.

Or maybe they’re mistaken and think it was Victoria and my shared dream to erect statues resembling me all over the world.

Still, since it’s a museum named after me, isn’t it only natural to wonder what’s inside?

I discreetly grabbed a pamphlet and glanced at the general layout of the exhibits.

“I’m going crazy. How is it so vast?”

The name of the first exhibit space was unusual from the start.