Navigator: I Have a Legendary Exploration Log

"In short..."

Sartre concluded, "I think you should cultivate a good relationship with the Corleone family. They are viewed negatively, so your goodwill will be remembered."

"I see."

Chalice stood up thoughtfully, but was stopped by Sartre's outstretched hand as he was about to leave.

A folded letter was handed to him.

"There's an intelligence broker living here. There's almost no intelligence he can't get. As long as you pay enough, he can even find out what color the governor's new underwear is."

Sartre chuckled and reminded him, "Just say you're the captain Sartre introduced, and he'll give you a friendly price."

"Thanks, teacher."

Chalice took the letter, put it in his pocket, and left the tavern with light steps...

……

They didn't rush to find the intelligence broker introduced by Sartre.

Following the contact address he had exchanged with Buck when they parted, Cheryl found the hotel where the two were staying.

have to say.

The Corleone family is truly extravagant.

We stayed at the most expensive luxury hotel on Simon Island.

If Chalice hadn't shown the Black Iron Badge, he probably would have been mistaken for a homeless person and turned away at the door because of his somewhat shabby attire.

Even after learning that Charys was the captain and also a Extraordinary being.

The hotel lobby manager politely invited him into the lobby but did not let him go upstairs to find someone.

After obtaining the guest's consent, the lobby manager apologized tactfully and sent a waiter to lead Cherries upstairs.

soon.

Chalice then met the two people he had not long ago.

"Captain, have we left something on board?"

When Buck asked him, Cherries shook his head.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something."

He took out the letter and handed it to the other party.

"Oh... a letter..."

Buck asked with great interest, "For us? Or for the Corleone family?"

"This is for you, and also for the Corleone family."

Chalice replied, "The contents inside should be of some importance to the Corleone family."

"Can I open it now and take a look?"

"certainly."

Buck said nothing more, his wrinkled hands deftly unfolding the letter and taking in its contents.

"Oh! Mr. Chris..."

He raised an eyebrow and looked up at Chalice.

"This letter, you must have written it when you were on Maro Island, right? Why are you giving it to me now?"

"Because I don't know what the consequences will be if I hand this letter over to the Corleone family."

Chalistan frankly expressed his concerns.

"The guns that were just delivered to Maro Island were immediately sold on the black market, and even sold to the Hyenas, who are enemies of the Corleone family."

"Mr. Buck, if you were me, what would you think?"

"Oh……"

Buck smiled silently.

Luca, standing beside him, looked incredulous and indignant after glancing at the contents of the letter.

"Damn it! Uncle! Could it be that someone in the family is secretly colluding with the Hyena Gang!?"

"Don't get agitated, child."

Buck first calmed the agitated Luca, then examined the letter again as if admiring a work of art, and finally cast an approving glance at Cherries.

"Whatever you've been thinking these past few days, at least you've made a wise choice now."

Buck said softly, "Captain Cherries, it is an honor for the Corleone family to know you. I am glad that the Corleone family can become true friends with a young man like you."

"As for the transactions on the black market, those are actually a smokescreen we put out. They are specifically designed to lure out external enemies and internal traitors with ulterior motives."

"Things were almost done while we were sailing. Captain Cherries, you'll be surprised to find that you can't get any news about the Hyenas when you visit Maro Island next time."

Upon hearing this, Chalice sincerely said, "It seems I was overthinking it."

"Thinking more is a good thing, especially for extraordinary people."

Buck carefully folded the letter and gave Cherries a gentle smile.

"Captain Cherries, the Corleone family has received your kindness. If you encounter any difficulties or need anything in the future, you can bring that family crest to Maro Island."

"it is good."

Chalice didn't try to get close to them; he simply smiled and said goodbye to Buck and the other man before heading downstairs and leaving.

Luca watched the black-haired captain's figure disappear down the stairs, then asked, puzzled, "Uncle, you've never been this friendly to me before. He's just a Tier 1 Extraordinary, not even a member of the Night's Watch. Why are you being so kind to him?"

"Luca, you'll remember this."

Buck said softly, "The reason why the Corleone family has been able to survive to this day and continue to grow is because we never make enemies easily, but are willing to 'make friends' with other people and forces."

"The more friends you have, the fewer enemies you have. Even if most of these friends aren't sincere, at least they won't openly oppose us."

"A young and promising captain like him is fully qualified to be a true friend of the Corleone family. The clues to the third rank of the Gourmet Sequence are enough to keep him firmly tied to the family's ship."

"I think a young man with such drive would definitely not be able to refuse an opportunity for advancement that is so close at hand."

"What if he can actually hold back?"

Faced with Luca's lack of understanding, Buck sighed helplessly.

"Then give it to him for free!"

Buck said with certainty, "To have such a strong desire and still be able to remain rational and restrain that desire, child, do you know how strong a mind that takes?"

"If he truly is that kind of person, then a mere third rank will never be his final destination. Remember, resources only have value when they circulate; leaving them to gather dust in the warehouse is just a waste..."

"Instead of threatening or making things difficult, it's better to help them wholeheartedly. Who knows, one day the Corleone family might need his help..."

……

Chalice was unaware of how a third-order extraordinary being viewed him.

He had arrived at a bustling street, following the address Sartre had given him.

Mason Law Firm

This law firm is located in an area bordering the port area and the city center, where there is a lot of foot traffic and the flow of people is quite complex.

We arrived at the second floor.

Cherry knocked on the door of Mason's office.

"Please have a seat, sir. Do you have any legal issues that require assistance?"

"Hello, Mr. Mason."

Cheryl got straight to the point, "I am Cheryl, introduced by Professor Sartre. I need to obtain some information that others cannot access."

Mason, the lawyer with a perfectly tied tie and not a single hair left on his head, put away his friendly smile, leaned back slightly, and said softly, "Cheris... I've heard of you."

"That old Sartre always brags to us every time we meet about the good student he's taught. Looks like it's you."

"However, he's a bit unruly. Strangers can't just come to me for business. But since he saved me back then, young man, you can ask me a question, and I'll decide whether to do it for free."

Chalice nodded and said, "I need potion ingredients for the second tier of the Gourmet Sequence [Connoisseur]. Whether it's readily available materials or clues, it's fine. Time... I'm not in a hurry, but it has to be genuine."

"foodie?"

Mason's eyes flashed with surprise. "You're Sartre's prized student, yet you didn't follow him into the [Storm] sequence?"

Everyone has their own ambitions.

Chalice smirked. "The Storm Sequence is certainly helpful for the captain, but I feel the Gourmet Sequence offers more possibilities for me!"

"Oh!"

Mason laughed indifferently, "Anyway, I'm a very principled person when it comes to business. I don't ask too many questions or charge too much."

"The money needs to be paid in advance, but I'll refund the full amount if the job can't be done. You're an exception this time; I'll help you find someone first and then decide if Old Sartre's favor is enough to cover it..."

"No need to pay."

Seeing Mason look at him with surprise, Chalice said firmly, "I owe him too much. I'll pay for it myself, however much it is."

"Oh? Interesting..."

……