Navigator: I Have a Legendary Exploration Log

Chapter 75 Successful Return

Fortunately, it was a false alarm.

Thankfully it was a false alarm.

Chalice stepped out of the cockpit, glanced thankfully at the massive thing hanging at the stern, and a self-deprecating smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

After Wirtz's enthusiastic and persuasive negotiations, the two sides reached a consensus on the information.

These ironclad warships belonged to the Seventh Fleet of the Gran Island Naval Force. While carrying out a patrol mission to ensure the inter-island route, they happened to pass by this area and discovered the Homecoming's predicament.

So he went up to ask if they needed help.

In fact, their proximity has already solved the problem.

The monsters in the sea aren't completely stupid; they have an instinctive sense of danger.

Although the giant whale was so tempting that I almost got to eat it.

However, these regular warships carried equipment specifically designed to scare away sea monsters.

Start now.

Cleaned instantly.

Chalice must personally show up and thank the other party.

Because the armored fleet wisely refrained from approaching.

They only sent a small frigate to communicate with them.

"Are you alright, Captain?"

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Thank you for your help!

Chalice earnestly asked in a loud voice, "How can I possibly repay your kindness?"

"Ha ha!"

Upon hearing this, the young officer in charge of communications on the frigate laughed loudly: "Please don't be so polite! You managed to challenge the giant whale in such a small boat, and more importantly, you succeeded!"

"Such adventurous voyages are a reward for humanity! We should thank you!"

"Captain, if all captains were as good as you, the Ghost Sea would probably be crawling on the ground beneath humanity's feet long ago!"

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Chalice opened his mouth, but for a moment he couldn't think of how to respond to the other party's flattery.

What's going on here?

The naval officers and soldiers at the Governor's Office on Simon Island were all very arrogant, practically holding their chins up to the sky when they patrolled.

They were nowhere near as easy to talk to or eloquent as this young officer.

Gran Island truly lives up to its reputation as the core island of the Gran Islands.

Not only could they support the armored fleet in front of them, but they also had at least seven other powerful fleets of similar size.

Moreover, the officers and soldiers there are far more professional than those on Simon Island.

No wonder the entire archipelago can be named after Gran Island.

Are you going to Simon Island?

After receiving an affirmative answer, the young officer raised his hand to tug at the brim of his hat and said with a smile, "Then we can escort you for a while, but we have a small request."

Chalice's heart sank.

No wonder he's so easy to talk to.

So that's what they were waiting for —

Although they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation, he remained vigilant at all times.

Fortunately, the officer provided the answer in his next sentence.

"We don't need anything in return from you, we just need you to spread the word about the arrival of the Seventh Fleet when you return to Simon Island."

"Of course, don't be too deliberate."

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The officer advised, "Just do what you always do when you return, like when you come back with a full load and brag in a tavern, let others get the news from you, don't be too proactive in publicizing it."

As the saying goes, "Too much talk leads to mistakes."

Chalice nodded thoughtfully.

After he expressed his understanding, the young officer saluted him.

The escort ship then rejoined the convoy, and the Homecoming began sailing alongside it.

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This is a relatively safe team formation mode for sailing.

Since most large-caliber naval guns are mounted at the bow, leaving the stern to a ship that cannot be completely trusted is inherently risky.

The armored fleet did not become arrogant or complacent because of its strength.

The Return Home train didn't seem embarrassed at all, and went ahead.

Maintaining a safe distance between the two sides, with neither side gaining an advantage nor falling behind, is the best approach.

Fortunately, the power of the Brilliant Turbine is quite impressive.

Even towing the giant whale wasn't much slower than a warship.

It's possible that the warships were deliberately keeping their speed low.

In short.

Chalice's goodwill towards the Seventh Fleet from Gran Island grew even stronger.

The journey home proceeded without further incident.

"Old buddy, I know the way I coerced that kid wasn't exactly honorable, but you don't have to keep pestering me for benefits all the time, do you?"

Jack pushed his bald head with the cap of his pen, somewhat helplessly.

He had become accustomed to focusing on studying legal documents and confidential files, but Sartre simply sitting across from him broke this long-standing habit.

Although this shameless guy did indeed do nothing as he claimed, some people are just a nuisance just by sitting there.

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I've also given them the benefits—

Jack capped his pen. "Besides, my promise carries some weight, doesn't it? If that young man can do it, I can do it too."

"Don't get excited!"

Sartre laughed nonchalantly, "How dare I question you, the interrogator who represents the authority of the laws of Simon Island?"

"I'm simply worried about my students! After all, you're getting on in years; you should know how much weight a young person who can inherit your business carries—"

Jack, who had just managed to muster some authority, sighed helplessly, "I knew it—that's why! Sigh!"

"I'm not going to say anything more—you can curse me all you want! Anyway, I admit that what I did was wrong, but don't be too harsh. If this goes through, your student will benefit quite a bit!"

,"Oh!

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Sartre sneered, "That's precisely why I'm only sitting here verbally attacking you; otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?"

Jack also got a bit angry. "Otherwise, you're going to fight me to the death for him? Are you kidding me?!"

"Philan was able to sit comfortably behind the bank counter counting money because of the things she asked me to do back then. If I remember correctly, you are her only child, right?"

"If it weren't for the fact that young man had black hair and was much more handsome than you, I would have thought he wasn't someone you picked up, but rather your illegitimate child!"

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"So what if she's an only child? So what if she was adopted!"

Sartre angrily slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "I taught him his skills by hand, and he didn't embarrass me!"

"If my Tulip were a pirate ship, it would have been my godson long ago!"

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"Oh—godson—"

Jack suddenly lost his resentment and his expression changed to one of satisfied curiosity.

"I knew it—you old codger, it's rare for you to be so concerned about something after you've retired. You're even more agitated than when you're worried about Philon getting married."

"You cunning, bald old man—"

"Hey!

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Jack looked at his old friend, who had stopped arguing, and a rare mischievous smile appeared on his face.

"No matter what, I'm still a little envious! Old buddy! You've found a really good kid, a great successor. If those old fogies knew, they'd be so jealous—"

"My judgment? Are you kidding me?"

Before Sartre could gloat for long, there was a hurried knock on his office door.

"who!?"

Jack instantly switched from his usual stern demeanor.

"Your Excellency, a ship has returned to the port towing a giant whale. It looks badly damaged, and—"

Upon hearing this...

Did that child leave early this morning?

Jack, as if struck by a sudden realization, stood up in surprise. However, Sartre had already leaped from his chair, darted to the door, flung it open, and demanded, "And what!?"

The clerk outside the door was startled, but still clutched her prominent chest and replied, "That ship—that ship didn't return to port alone; a naval flotilla followed it back—"

"warship----"

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Sartre and Jack exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness and confusion in each other's eyes.

The two dared not delay; their spirits surged, and they rushed toward the port at an incredible speed.

At this moment, Chalice was completely unaware of the immense upheaval his return was causing.

Looking out over the clearly visible harbor and the growing crowd of onlookers, he descended the gangway onto the deck and announced to the exhausted but unusually excited crew: "The wounded will be sent for medical treatment in time, and the rest—whatever the pay is, that's what it is! Tonight's drinks are on me, on me!"

"All expenses are on me! Of course! This only applies to food and drinks! Get lost, chasing girls and gambling! Anyone who dares to throw money at Hong Langman's expense—"

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