How to Survive in the Roanoke Colony

Chapter 20 - 20: Expedition (1)

"So many... jewels..."

John White stroked a ruby crystal with his gloved hand while holding back tears.

He holds the blood-red ruby under the bright LED light. The blood-red ruby scatters brilliant flashes of light everywhere.

"How about it? Is this enough to attract more investment in this settlement?"

Asking while knowing the answer.

Some might call it manipulation, but the satisfaction is no joke.

John White shook his head vigorously and said.

"O-of course, Lord Nemo. This is more than enough to buy the livestock I mentioned."

"Is that so? Then would purchasing dairy cows be possible?"

"Of course! But it would be good to bring in horses and other useful livestock too. Like pack horses for farming..."

"Yes, but it would be good to focus on dairy cows."

"Hm? Ah, if that's the case. I'll remember it. 'Must bring in livestock focused on dairy cows...' Yes, I've written it down."

White put down his notebook and began focusing on admiring the jewels again, stimulating my dark satisfaction.

Anyway.

"Oh... good heavens. If this settlement just connects with England... tremendous wealth would pour in."

Brown wiped his tears with joy.

"Then with just one more thing solved, this settlement would have no problems."

"Well, that's right."

Wheat.

Add stability to the colony by growing food that can be preserved long-term.

Plus add economic independence to the colony by exporting surplus wheat.

When White's analysis was presented to others, everyone seemed to agree.

"Then as Lord Nemo says, we should provide friendship gifts to surrounding tribes while going to Chesapeake Bay."

"Yes, Mr. Hewet. That's why I plan to provide various items to Mr. White."

As I took out the whiteboard, Mr. Hewet wrote with the board marker. Shakespearean era English sentences are written quickly.

1). Send various luxury goods with John White to Chesapeake Bay.

2). Buy the favor of friendly tribes there with those luxury goods and purchase ownership of surrounding land.

3). Build a new settlement and endure until it's time to plant and harvest wheat.

4). Send harvested wheat to Croatoan, and export wheat etc. when contact with England is made.

5). Receive more investment to attract craftsmen and livestock and grow the colony.

"...That's the plan."

"Ah, right! We should also check on the rest of our colony's survivors who headed to Chesapeake Bay!"

The last words were added by Eleanor. At her words, Hewet wrote '3-1. Find missing English people' newly on the board.

Then everyone nodded in agreement... but only one person frowns.

"Find survivors? Tsk. That will be difficult?"

"Um... why, Mr. González?"

"It's not really important, but didn't we

Who would send a ship here unless they were crazy...?

"Everyone grab muskets first. Whatever that ship is, we should check after arming ourselves."

At those words, natives and English all raise their guns. While dozens were tense, a not-too-large fast ship proudly enters Chesapeake Bay.

And.

"...Look, people! People!"

"They're English!"

With shouts from the ship, rope ladders come down and dozens of people were walking toward White while splashing seawater.

Among them was a face familiar to White.

"...Huh?"

"John White! I knew you were alive! I believed it, damn it! Your success! I! Never! Doubted it for a moment!"

"Calm yourself, Sir Raleigh! Everyone is watching!"

"Right! Is everyone watching? Does the Virginia colony still look failed? I'm asking if it looks failed!"

Ah...

That crazy bastard came.

"John! My old friend!"

"...Um, Sir Raleigh?"

Walter Raleigh ran to White while reeking of sea all over his body.

With the expression of someone who found 150 bitcoins they had playfully bought on a forgotten hard drive right before bankruptcy.

...Actually it made sense that he looked crazy.

Walter Raleigh was pushed to the brink of a Thames bungee show.

"Surely they must all be alive! If they're just alive, with our support they can surely make this strange continent into the Lord's land..."

"...You're scared, aren't you?"

"Very much."

"Do you think everyone's alive? What probability do you estimate?"

"Less than 10 percent."

It was a situation with 90% probability of bankruptcy waiting.

"The weather is too bad. If we go to Chesapeake Bay like this, the mast might break!"

Plus bad weather.

The rough waves around here could constantly torment the ship Sir Raleigh had worked hard to prepare. If they drifted, it would be all over.

"I'll... I'll cover all ship repair costs. I can cover it all. Okay?"

"..."

"Just go north once. Please... please just once..."

"..."

"You need to get paid too! At this rate I can't give you a penny! Not one!"

But he stubbornly overrode the captains' opinions.

They thought everything was finished watching half-mad Sir Raleigh running around the deck reciting prayers.

And at this moment.

"Ah, aah! Aaaah! White! I believed in you!"

Walter Raleigh was happy.

John White is alive.

Whatever happened, over there England's flag was flying, and over there several huts were built.

Though it was too shabby to call a colony, just them being alive was enough to satisfy him. Raleigh pounded White's shoulders almost like a half-mad person.