How to Survive in the Roanoke Colony-Chapter 44: Mission to London (2)

"Lord Raleigh? Would that be alright?"

"...Hmm."

Raleigh thought for a moment, then spoke:

"Eleanor? You also heard Nemo's words."

"...Yes."

Raleigh exchanged some kind of glance with Eleanor, then glanced at me and said:

"She says she wants to go. How could I stop her?"

"..."

There was something... peculiar about the atmosphere.

Hmm... the plan was to help save London citizens while sending Raleigh away. It wouldn't work if Raleigh was reluctant.

Come to think of it, the description of Raleigh in the catalog was... um...

'The most unpalatable man at the Elizabethan court.'

...That was actually the text. I speak to this most unpalatable man:

I asked carefully.

"...Lord Raleigh?"

"Yes."

"Is something wrong?"

Then Lord Raleigh asked back with a trembling voice.

"W-what do you mean, is something wrong?"

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Lord Walter Raleigh is a devout Protestant.

One might question how devout one can be while living as the Queen's lover, but everyone has dual aspects.

In his youth, he even participated in the French civil war to help French Protestants fighting against Catholics. Even in his older years, he passionately attends church gatherings and graces them with his presence.

Although he was quite odious, arrogant, dissolute, and greedy, making it difficult to find a commandment he hadn't broken, he still considered himself a servant of the Lord.

And then.

"...Pardon?"

"Since it's early May now, when you arrive in London, it will be around August, just when the plague starts to spread. Take care of yourself."

When he heard this, he wondered what it meant.

Also.

"Oh, and I have some things to give you. Take these vitamin supplements. If you give one to the sailors every few days, it should prevent scurvy."

"...Scurvy? With just that pill?"

"This is a watch fixed to Roanoke Island time. Check the time with this on the ship to determine longitude. With a map as well, you should have no problem figuring out your position."

Stories that swept in like a storm.

In the midst of that amazing celestial authority, Walter Raleigh barely regained his senses and scanned the objects before him.

Vitamin... supplements? Aren't these the mysterious medicines that Nemo gives to the inhabitants of Roanoke Island every few days? Can these prevent scurvy?

And this is also amazing. Such a small watch ticks so accurately. Is this not a miracle of the Lord placed on one's wrist!

And a map? When Nemo briefly showed it before... there were no empty spaces on that map.

Meaning it's a map containing the whole world.

And he received a great medicine that heals the plague and clothes and masks that prevent the plague.

He had been chosen.

Chosen for the prosperity and glory of this colony, to establish the Lord's kingdom in America.

He nodded with emotion and followed Nemo.

And then.

He told me to approach patients.

He had Margaret the doctor accompany me, and Eleanor who could work as her assistant.

What all that meant was...

Um...

"In this plan, if Lord Raleigh is the foundation stone, Ms. Lawrence is the monument stone. Your dedication is needed, Ms. Lawrence."

It was clear.

After all the talk was over.

Lord Raleigh looked up at Nemo for a moment. He was looking down at him with the same calm face as always.

He spoke to me as if he were asking me to do something too obvious.

So... I had no choice but to answer. That I would do it.

But now everything was clear.

"...We're not just going to assemble a clipper ship, are we?"

"That's also correct. And it's also true that we're going to find new settlers."

"But that's not all. No, that's... um... not even a secondary purpose, is it?"

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"..."

Nemo nodded without answering. When Raleigh sought a more definite answer with his eyes, only then did he speak.

"Yes. That's right."

"...Then, may I ask one thing?"

"Yes."

"Why are you doing this?"

"..."

"I-I'm so curious. Oh, Lord.

Did you not just tell us to go save plague patients? Did you not ask us if we could go into the jaws of death?"

"..."

"Are you sending us into mortal danger to treat plague patients and, um, cleanse the most dangerous slums?"

When Raleigh asked, Nemo shook his head quietly and spoke. There was no disappointment on his face. Rather, it seemed as if he himself was sorry that he couldn't go.

"If you don't want to, that's fine."

"...Pardon?"

"If Lord Raleigh doesn't want to go, I won't force you. I don't want to force anyone into mortal danger..."

So Raleigh answered before his words were finished.

"I want to."

"...Pardon?"

"I want to. I want to. I-I desperately want to."

Some call him a selfish bastard.

And that description is exactly right.

Some call him a dissolute toy playing in the Queen's bed.

That description also clearly describes him.

It would be correct to say he sold his soul for power and wealth, and above all, it would be correct to say he's a man who sold his soul to lust.

However.

"I-I will go..."

As mentioned earlier, Raleigh is a devout Protestant.

The angel commands him.

Go.

Go and save people.

For that is the will of the Father.

So Raleigh answered.

I will do so.

I will do so even if I die a thousand times.

He was an apostle. He might never become like the great and holy figures in the Bible, he would still be dissolute and extravagant, but he was an apostle. Nevertheless, he was an apostle.

And his master and lord tells him to head into the muck of death.

He said He would use him greatly.

He would now attain eternal glory and authority.

"...I will go to London."

I will go and seek Your will.

Raleigh obeyed.

Eleanor Dare told this to her father John White, and John White told this to Thomas Harriot, and this was to be written in the gospel.

In the 1592nd year since the Lord came to this earth.

It happened on May 3rd.