Navigator: I Have a Legendary Exploration Log

People are happy when they are happy.

But it seems that fate doesn't favor happy endings.

Whenever Cheryl feels that things are getting better, it can't be described as "perfectly smooth sailing".

Even if you take just a few slightly positive steps, you'll always encounter annoying and troublesome things that spoil your mood.

Some people are simply disgusting.

Some of them look like dog poop.

The former, Chalice has mostly forgotten.

The latter, like the face in front of you, no matter how many times you see it, always evokes a feeling of helplessness, like stepping in dog poop...

"Wow! Look! Who's this?"

A tall, blond man with flowing blond hair stopped with a grin and blocked Cherries, who was about to leave the Navigators' Association.

"Chilis, it's so good to see you again. You have no idea how worried I was about you after so long..."

The blond man's voice was sincere, and his sculpted face was full of concern.

But Charys didn't even bother with pleasantries.

"Bruce, didn't you brush your teeth before you left?"

"How come I can smell the stench of unflushed toilet water as soon as you open your mouth?" Chai Lisi said calmly.

"you!"

No matter how many times I get scolded.

Bruce, who prides himself on his noble birth, never developed a thick skin, nor did he learn Cherries's sarcastic and eccentric manner.

He stared at the black-haired youth with a sinister gaze, his jaw muscles involuntarily tensing.

"Well...that's great! You're still as quick-witted as ever, Cherries!"

"A good dog doesn't block the way; if you have something to say, say it!"

Chalice said impatiently, "But if you have something to say, just hold it in. I'll let all this useless trash around you smell it properly after I leave."

"Ha... Chalice! I hope you can stay this stubborn forever!"

Bruce laughed in exasperation, "I can't be bothered to argue with a country bumpkin like you. I'm just telling you some 'good' news out of kindness."

"The Governor is scheduled to hold a high-level gathering this Saturday. The invitees are all distinguished figures from all walks of life on Simon Island. Only Iron-level navigators are qualified to be invited. You originally had a chance to join in the fun..."

"But you don't need to worry. I just achieved the Extraordinary level last month and was promoted to Iron level. I also know you declined the Governor's offer, tsk tsk tsk..."

"I will explain things properly for you, and make things clear in front of the Governor. Don't worry, I absolutely will not allow him to have any unnecessary misunderstandings about you. And you... you don't need to thank me, it's all I should do!"

Bruce seemed to have gotten his revenge, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

however.

He didn't see the despair and pessimism he was looking for on Chalice's face.

The young man remained calm as always.

Are you kidding me?

Didn't this guy understand?!

Bruce's smile gradually froze.

"Are you done talking?"

Chalice sighed. "How old are you? At least be a little more mature. After you've finished speaking, get out of the way. Don't block the way and make me lose face too..."

"you……"

Bruce clenched his fists, instinctively wanting to use his extraordinary spirituality to teach this guy a lesson.

But he held back.

Bruce told himself that an extraordinary being had no reason to bully a mortal.

However, when Chalice approached, his spirituality, no less than his, burst forth.

Caught off guard.

Startled, Bruce lost his balance and nearly fell down the steps.

His tall figure slipped and fell in front of Cherissa as she descended the steps, leaving him in a rather disheveled state.

"You...you've become an Extraordinary Being too!?"

In this regard.

Chalice didn't even bother to explain and simply left on his own.

He had a long-standing grudge against Bruce.

Both sides have their own pride and neither is willing to bow down to the other.

As for why there was a grudge.

Chalice was also helpless.

In retrospect... it was a completely undeserved disaster.

At that time, Sartre, who was the captain, had the idea of ​​retiring and wanted to go ashore to live a peaceful life.

Although the Tulip wasn't a top-of-the-line ship, it was diligently maintained by Sat.

The situation is quite good.

It's just as good as those newly launched ships.

With the addition of experienced crew members like Wirtz, it's like getting a fully-fledged sailing crew for free.

They only need one captain to continue their voyage.

Bruce set his sights on the Tulip.

Unexpectedly, his confidently set price failed to sway the old Sartre, who was preparing to leave the country.

This grumpy old man actually preferred to forgo the huge sum of money and leave the boat to that effeminate black-haired sissy!

Bruce always believed that only a real man like himself was the great hero who could conquer the Sea of ​​Ghosts.

The mission was unsuccessful from the start; the ship was not even acquired.

This was a huge blow to Bruce, who had just come of age.

For the first time, he realized that there were things in this world that money couldn't buy.

however……

This was only the first time he and Chalice had a falling out.

With the wealth left to him by the Julius family, Bruce, who was not short of money, quickly bought ships and recruited crew members.

Upholding aristocratic style.

Bruce treated the crew quite well.

Even if it was the cheapest sailor who died, he would personally visit to deliver the compensation.

This was to highlight his reputation for "caring for his subordinates".

Coincidentally.

someday.

He met Cherries, who was also giving condolences to the crew.

At that time, the boatswain of the HMS Homecoming had gone missing, and it was the first time that Cherry mustered up the courage to visit the boatswain's family to offer them comfort and support.

However, after being reminded by Sartre, he realized that the substantial pension could sometimes cause trouble for the boatswain's family.

Fortunately, they got back in time, which prevented a tragedy.

Bruce had been secretly observing Cherries ever since the Tulip became a non-sale item, and regarded this black-haired youth of similar age as a potential rival.

He felt that he was tall and strong, with a rugged and masculine image, and was more reliable than this thin, gloomy pretty boy.

But that day.

Chalice taught him a vivid lesson.

It turns out that the compensation money can actually become a death sentence...

Since then, Bruce has also quietly changed.

The compensation will still be given, but there will be an additional step of "heart-to-heart talk" with the local tyrant to settle things.

That's why Chalice felt annoyed, not disgusted, by this blond idiot.

Bruce is at best a rich kid with some issues.

He may have a foul mouth, but it's not as foul as his own words, and he's not a bad person.

After he left, Bruce and his cronies silently watched his dashing departing figure.

"Bruce, don't worry!"

Someone whispered, "So what if this kid has become an extraordinary one? It'll be easy for the governor to deal with him."

"Just mention it at the gathering, and the Governor will deal with him. We won't even need to lift a finger; he'll be in big trouble!"

But Bruce growled, his face grim, "Shut up!"

He gritted his teeth, "No matter how much I dislike him, I won't do such a despicable thing as talking badly about someone behind their back!"

I am an upright man, and if I want to win, I will only win uprightly!

Regarding Bruce's determination.

Chalice knew nothing about it.

But even if I knew, I wouldn't care.

He also knew a little about this arrogant golden retriever.

He probably wouldn't do something as dishonorable as tattling behind someone's back.

But even if it were done...

Chalice didn't care.

Anyway, at worst he can just sail to another island.

They have both capital and ability.

Where in the world can't one find a place to live?

Chalice put aside unnecessary worries, because more important things awaited him.

make money!

Pay back the debt!

Chalice doesn't want to be a deadbeat.

Even without anyone pressing him for repayment, the heavy debt still weighs heavily on his mind.

We can never repay Uncle Sartre's kindness enough!

Let's surprise him with the good news of my promotion to Iron-class Navigator!