Navigator: I Have a Legendary Exploration Log

Chalis's determination impressed Buck.

I can't tell if I'm moved or pitied.

In short.

Chalice obtained the [Connoisseur] formula ahead of time.

After returning to the captain's cabin, confirm using [Divination].

Cheryl firmly memorized this recipe, which contained extraordinary spirituality, and as the spirituality dissipated, the writing on the paper quietly disappeared.

The potion recipe that records the path of sequence is an extraordinary property with an extremely high level of mystery.

Even if an ordinary person sees it, they won't remember it.

Because they are not qualified to bear the extraordinary.

If you watch it for too long, you may experience symptoms such as dizziness, nosebleeds, and vomiting.

High-level potion recipes can even kill people directly!

Just one more glance and you'll die from a head injury!

This is why Sat prepared finished potions for Chalice instead of simply giving him the recipe.

It wasn't just about being optimistic about and investing in Cherry's future, but also about protecting Cherry, who was still an ordinary person at the time.

Now that he is an extraordinary being, Chalice naturally has the right to record potion recipes.

From an abstract perspective...

The recipe, originally recorded on special paper, has now been transferred into the spirit of Cherris.

The formula has been verified to be correct.

Chalice didn't think about how to gather all the materials.

He took out the letter he had already written, thought for a moment, and then put it back.

Ever since he discovered on the black market that the guns meant for the Corleone family had been resold to the Hyenas.

Chalice then wrote a "whistleblower letter".

The question is, who should this letter be given to, and when should it be given?

He hasn't decided yet.

This is by no means a black-and-white issue.

You've reported it.

Chalice was able to gain a deeper level of trust and friendship from the Corleone family.

The report is broken.

Chalice might be silenced.

Therefore, he chose to observe while he was on Maro Island.

Even at sea, he received earnest advice and valuable lessons from Buck.

He did not hand the letter over to the other party out of gratitude.

Be cautious... You must be cautious if you want to survive!

It was only a few days after I traveled through time.

Chalice realized that this was neither a game nor some cheesy novel.

He will bleed, he will get tired, and he will hear some unknown murmurs that others would avoid.

He might die.

And there is no second life.

But Chary didn't want to die.

So he preferred to run the route from Simon Island to Maro Island day after day to accumulate fewer and fewer Legend Points.

The current situation is unpredictable.

Chalice decided to stick to her original decision.

We'll deal with this whistleblower letter about the gun trafficking once we get back to Simon Island.

Maro Island is the home ground of the Corleone family.

Simon Island... can be considered half of my home turf.

Only when he returned to his home turf did Chárlis dare to take some risks...

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The Homecoming, laden with cargo and prey, eventually slowed down somewhat.

Fortunately, with the help of the undercurrents, it wasn't too slow.

Chalice did not change shifts, continuing to steer the ship until it sailed out of the wide-ranging undercurrents.

Simon Island.

Not far away.

The final leg of the voyage.

The unexpected event that Cheryl feared most did not occur.

Despite having a pleasant conversation with Chalice, Buck did not break the rules Chalice had set when he boarded the ship.

The two passengers from the Corleone family never left their cabin.

The familiar lighthouse on Simon Island emerges from the mist.

Other ships gradually appeared in the surrounding area.

Chalice rubbed his temples wearily as he perfectly docked the Homecoming in its berth.

"Hello, Captain Cherries, the cargo has been checked and there is nothing missing or damaged. Here is the final payment receipt, please keep it safe."

The beautiful female clerk licked her rosy lips.

It took her a great deal of effort to shift her gaze from the lifeless pile of large fish and shrimp in the corner of the deck back to the tired-looking young captain in front of her.

The clerk leaned closer with seductive eyes and said, "Captain Cherries, are these all your prey?"

"If I'm not mistaken... giant lobsters and blade-finned venomous fish, these are both extraordinary creatures, and there are so many of them..."

"My goodness! Your hunting skills are among the best of all Black Iron-class navigators. Do you have a lady you admire right now?"

"Please help me register..."

Chalice gave a sincere, wry smile: "As for other things... I'm not in the mood right now. Oh, of course! I'm not denying your charm, it's just that all I can think about right now is going to sea, and I'm not thinking about anything else."

"I understand, I understand."

The fair-skinned and beautiful lady still looked on with admiration, but there was a hint of regret in her eyes.

"If you ever change your mind, you can come to the association to find me anytime. Even if you get married, I will still support your sailing career."

"Heh...see for yourself..."

Chalice coaxed her and persuaded her to sell all the less valuable biological materials on the deck.

When this woman, who was excellent in every way, boldly expressed her love for him, Cheryl showed an expression of honor but regret that she had to refuse in order to pursue her ideals.

Actually.

He felt no emotion whatsoever.

Especially when the other party mentioned supporting him to continue his so-called seafaring career after marriage...

Ha ha……

The captain's widow received a substantial pension.

If you also buy insurance.

This widow, who unfortunately lost her captain husband, could very well become a true member of Simon Island's upper class.

Don't think that Charys is unaware of what these people are thinking.

Ultimately, it all comes down to interests.

love?

Trying to find love in this godforsaken place is like getting your head whipped around by a swinging cable...

Once the sailors received their pay, they joyfully rushed to the taverns, casinos, and red-romantic spots.

Chalice really didn't know what was so fun about all this.

With that money, wouldn't it be better to have two good meals?

However, everyone has their own ambitions.

Chalice himself was a man of integrity and would not force others to become ascetics like him.

Life is too short.

This is especially true in the world of the Mysterious Sea.

Letting these guys relax will also help Cherries' voyage.

Not far away.

Buck turned around with Luca, and the old man smiled slightly and tipped his hat to Cherries.

After arriving at Simon Island.

The old man and the young man completely dropped their pretense.

Buck, who was nominally Luca's servant, has now become the "master".

Luca, carrying bags and suitcases, followed respectfully behind Buck.

Chalice had completely lost interest in all the work the Corleone family was doing.

Whether it was Thomas who delivered the goods, Michael who discussed cooperation, or even the old man and the young man at the end.

The Corleone family perfectly exemplifies what it means to be a family of extraordinary individuals.

None of them are easy to deal with!

During the conversation on the ship not long ago, Cherries only received a vague answer.

Buck's ability to change the subject is simply divine, making it impossible to guard against.

So Charylis stopped thinking about it.

As the saying goes, "the more you see, the more knowledgeable you become."

As people get older and see more of the world, they do indeed develop a kind of profound and unfathomable air.

But... isn't he just an old man?

It's not like I'm all alone!

Sartre was an old man too!

There's nothing shameful about asking your teammates for help when you're in a dilemma!

Besides, now that we've got the [Connoisseur] formula, how could we not share this good news with the old captain?

After checking the Homecoming and confirming that there was nothing seriously wrong, Chalice hurriedly disembarked.

Despite his mental and physical exhaustion, he hurried toward Sartre's tavern...

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