How to Survive in the Roanoke Colony-Chapter 183: The Cross, The Crown (2)

"I thought the Queen of England would at least check it."

"The Queen is not that stupid. Her power wasn't won in a card game."

Henri IV was savoring the fact that he had finally secured a place for himself there.

Normally, England would have checked him.

Because luxury goods from Virginia always came to Henri IV through Elizabeth.

The profit margin Elizabeth gained in between was quite substantial, and even without considering that, the mere fact that England held the purse strings of Henri IV was a significant pressure.

But... the Queen remained still.

Because the trade monopoly no longer held meaning for the Queen. Anyway, now that James of Scotland had ascended to the joint throne, her monopoly had essentially collapsed.

She doesn't waste resources on matters that won't benefit her. Even if it would help the power of the kingdom.

The continuation of the dynasty? As long as Elizabeth is the "Virgin Queen," the Tudor dynasty is over. Therefore, she only needs to care about her happy retirement.

The kingdom's prosperity or her own happiness.

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Elizabeth Tudor, the greatest monarch of England and the greatest monarch who will be remembered as such for the next few centuries...

As if it were obvious, chose the latter.

Oh.

"...That woman is quite something."

It must have been a decision she could make because she had no heirs to pass anything down to. Thinking this, Henri IV shook his head slightly with internal envy.

"Well, we've reaped our benefits in our own way. Now, isn't it time to think about what's next?"

'What's next.'

One thing became certain due to the last incident.

That the new king of Spain is a fool.

"Your Majesty discerned Felipe's weak inner nature and shook him up. It's an impressive feat even in retrospect..."

"...In fact, I didn't know."

"...Pardon?"

"No, I knew he was incompetent, but I didn't know it would be to that extent. I thought there would be more give and take... but..."

"..."

"...Anyway, the result was good, so isn't everything fine?"

The Marquis de Rosny, Maximilien de Béthune, once again reminded himself that his lord possessed the heart of a beast.

After all, to continue being king after surviving so many assassination threats, one must have unusually swollen courage...

Anyway, both men knew what had to be done next.

"We should seize the moment while Spain is so withdrawn."

"Yes. We must solidify the friendly relationship with Virginia."

"Even if sending an ambassador is too much, we must send a key figure as an envoy! And if we apply appropriate diplomatic pressure on Spain..."

"Perfect."

Henri IV clapped his hands and said.

"To show my friendship to the emperor of the New World, I should send my most treasured subject."

"...That... would be right."

"And, it would be good if it's someone who has some understanding of this situation."

"..."

"...Can you cross the Atlantic?"

That was how Maximilien de Béthune came to arrive across the Atlantic.

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"Indeed, France has sent an envoy. And it's the Marquis de Rosny, said to be the king's most favored subject."

"...Is he such a great person?"

"Of course, Manteo. It's no exaggeration to say that this man is currently supporting France."

"Go-go-good heavens... wh-what, that chunk of metal, what on earth is that!"

"That's a tractor. It's used for plowing fields."

My apostles and I watched the Marquis de Rosny through the window as he looked around with wide eyes. Oitotan was guiding him. He would control things so that the marquis could only see a very small portion of Chesapeake Bay. Anyway.

Until just now, he had met with me and implied various matters.

He expressed willingness to trade with Virginia even at some loss.

He also proposed sharing the revenue generated from issuing royal licenses.

But more than such trivial money games, I was concerned about the last part.

"Although it's written communication, your Latin is truly fluent!"

"For Spain to threaten an empire ruled by such civilized people, true Christians, is a disgrace to Christendom. If they cross the line... the monarchs of all nations will punish them."

He hinted at the willingness to take military action if Spain threatened Virginia beyond a certain level.

That was enough for me. I already knew their difficult circumstances anyway.

"But then, what should we give in return? Don't we have nothing more to give them?"

"...Hmm."

"I'm not sure if simply opening up trade a bit more would be sufficient. I'm not even sure if that would be beneficial to our livelihood."

"..."

As White brought up the community's internal affairs beside me, I also became reluctant about expanding trade. Hmm... so, what should I do?

"Oitotan! I'd like to see those chickens you boasted about. Where is the chicken coop..."

"..."

"..."

"...That Marquis de Rosny person seems quite petty."

"No, he's doing it deliberately. Diplomatic rudeness is also a form of debt. He's reminding us of that debt."

"Diplomacy is quite gloomy."

"...Ah."

"What's wrong, Nemo?"

When Eleanor asked me, I snapped my fingers and said.

"I've got it."

A reciprocation that would give France great benefits without us suffering much loss.

I watched Oitotan sweating profusely as he explained that the place where chickens were raised was off-limits.

Once again, Oitotan would have work to do.