How to Survive in the Roanoke Colony-Chapter 210 - Elizabeth Unburdened (2)

210: Elizabeth Unburdened (2)

210: Elizabeth Unburdened (2)

Of course, our community is still a small nation of less than 100,000 people, so it might work adequately for the time being.

However, we must carefully consider the implications for our future growth trajectory.

What happens when our population reaches 1 million citizens?

What about when we expand to 10 million or beyond?

The systems that function smoothly at our current scale may become woefully inadequate or even dangerously dysfunctional as we grow.

It would be better to establish proper regulations from now.

Everything we do will be recorded as precedent for this community.

Something we casually overlook might later become “Ohhh…

the great custom established by the angel and apostles…!” or something like that.

“The knights’…

ahem, what did you say?”

“The knights were all under Sir John White’s management.

Now they will be under Mr.

Harriot’s management for the time being.

Let’s first look at the structure of the agricultural knight brigade…”

“W-wait!

Mr.

Hewett?

Everyone else?

How long do I have to study this?”

“…”

“…”

“Until tomorrow?

The harvest season starts tomorrow.”

“…Pardon?”

Of course, until such a system is established, things will continue to be handled in an improvised manner.

It can’t be helped.

Until now, things had rolled along comfortably without needing to establish a system.

Whether it was White or Raleigh, they all knew each other and what everyone was doing.

But now…

‘…Someone will leave like this.’

I looked at what used to be White’s seat, now occupied by Harriot.

Harriot and others were all feeling awkward.

==

“New data has come in from Agricultural Knight Brigade’s Citadel No.

14.

Where should I report this?”

“…”

“Sir Knight?

Sir Knight!”

“Ah…

uh, yes, right.

We need to submit the report.

But where to submit it?”

The community’s Agricultural Knight Brigade wasn’t originally planned as such a systematic organization.

Kin Issei created the Agricultural Equipment Knight title thinking of Japan’s heavy equipment technician or industrial engineer certification systems, so the original intention was closer to a certification system.

However, those who make tractors are craftsmen connected to the community, and the ownership of the tractors also belongs to the community.

As a result, the knights became like civil servants, and the knight brigade naturally formed as an organization.

From there, ‘technicians’ with specialized maintenance and equipment production capabilities became separated from ‘knights’ who handled operation and administrative management.

As citadels were built in various places, the knight brigade somehow came to be in charge of crop production and management as well.

Somehow, the Agricultural Knight Brigade was placed under the jurisdiction of Sir John White, who was in charge of community agricultural affairs, without giving it much thought.

All of that process relied on coincidence, personal relationships, and improvisation.

Had John White himself not been competent in agriculture and administration, it would have been even more chaotic.

And he left.

That empty seat had to be filled.

“We need someone to report to the central authority.

Now that Sir John White is gone…”

“We need someone to represent us!”

So they elected a ‘Knight Commander.’

To share the administrative duties that John White had handled alone, Knight Commander Oitotan organized several citadels into branches and appointed knight captains there.

A system was slowly completed over several months where reports from each citadel were sent to their regional hub, then the knight captains there compiled the data and sent it to the Knight Commander.

Finally, the data organized by the Knight Commander is submitted to the 6-person council, where agricultural policies for the community are made.

That was the newly established rule and system.

“…Oitotan?

You’re the second Knight Commander, not the first?

Why?”

“It’s to honor Sir John White.”

“…”

For a moment, Kin Issei fell silent as he looked at the Knight Commander’s office located in the center of the Chesapeake settlement.

The official name was grandiose.

Something like The Grand Citadel.

But…

Kin Issei seemed to prefer the nickname.

“‘Castle White’…”

It was quite grand for a wooden building the size of a few connected houses.

Kin Issei quietly nodded, congratulated Oitotan on his election, and walked on for a while.

There stood the parliament building and the council office.

Passing the parliament building, which was being renovated from wood to stone, and entering toward the council office, many people were running around preparing for a meeting.

As Kin Issei took his seat at the round table with seven seats prepared, all preparations seemed to be complete.

Raleigh reported to him. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

“The recent situation in England is…

close to a disaster.”

==

Elizabeth slowly read the letter sent by Robert Cecil from Northern Ireland, frowning and tapping the paper.

No matter how much she had put aside annoying chores to fully enjoy her later years, a queen is a queen.

She couldn’t abandon her essential duties.

For example, understanding the political situation in Ireland and Britain through letters sent by her faithful Lord Privy Seal, Robert Cecil.

“…There was a great flood in the Bristol Channel in January?”

It was now February 1607, and she was able to look at information from across the Atlantic after a month thanks to Virginia-made clippers.

“Yes, Your Majesty.

Thousands died, and the losses of livestock, houses, and farmland are immeasurably enormous.

Thirty villages were damaged, making public sentiment very grim.”

Flutter.

“Fortunately, last year was particularly warm, so the harvest wasn’t too bad.

You probably don’t need to worry too much.”

“…”

Despite the messenger’s words, the queen felt an inexplicable ominousness.

“How are the Catholics moving?

The letter only says ‘very serious’.”

“Well…

because Co-King James has intervened a lot in the intelligence network within England…”

“I have a bad feeling about this.”

The queen read a name in the report and felt her intuition sounding a relentless warning.

“Tell the Earl of Salisbury (Robert Cecil) to investigate this man.”

“Ah, understood.

Then I’ll take my leave…”

The queen sighed and continued reading the report written by Cecil himself.

That name from earlier kept catching her eye.

‘…Guy Fawkes…’

==

“Nemo, is that really true?”

“…Yes, it’s true.”

Historical facts can change due to the butterfly effect, but nature doesn’t change so easily.

Therefore, conclusion:

“In 1607, a great cold wave will occur.”