NABC Chapter 46: | 046 | Maritime Security Mission Reward
Chapter 46: | 046 | Maritime Security Mission Reward
In the medical quarters of the UNS Guardian of the High Seas, Abraham watched several digital windows materialize before his eyes and end with the long-awaited reward panel of the maritime security mission.
| You have obtained 1,000 Naval Points(Maritime Security Mission Rewards), 1,000 Naval Points(Escape Rewards), and 1x Modernized Iowa-Class Battleship(Secret Achievement Reward). |
| Total Current Accumulated Naval Points: 2,000 Naval Points! |
"Hmm... As expected, 2,000 Naval Points, huh." Abraham silently muttered under his breath while staring at the reward panel with scrutiny.
But as he read deeper into the digital panel, he realized something important was written in it. It was the emergence of the Modernized Iowa-Class Battleship.
'What-' The middle-aged man found himself in disbelief as he couldn't believe what he was seeing before his eyes. It felt like a dream, a little bit too good to be true.
'Am I becoming mad because of the accumulating stress?' Abraham wondered to himself if it was possible that what he was seeing before him was merely a hallucination.
Something that his mind wanted to see.
Before Abraham could ponder about the state of his sanity, the familiar mechanical bell of his precious partner rang inside his mind. What followed it was her monotone voice.
*Ding!*
| You aren't falling into madness, Fleet Admiral. What you see before you is the truth presented by the Naval Gacha System. It is the reward for achieving the unforeseeable. |
The monotone words of Systema awoke the middle-aged man from his trance state. It seems that the Modernized Iowa-Class Battleship was real.
'So, it's real. But what does it mean, Systema? Can you explain more about it?' Abraham inquired, wanting to know more about his unique reward.
| It has been deemed that the Fleet Admiral would be given a personalized ship as a reward for his secret achievement. The Modernized Iowa-Class Battleship was chosen. |
| As the Fleet Admiral is the curious type, he must be wondering what a personalized ship means. |
'You're correct, I was curious about it when you spoke of it.' Abraham nodded in agreement since Systema wasn't wrong about his curiosity about the personalized ship concept.
| The personalized ship is a crewed ship summoned by the Naval Gacha Systema. Its difference from other summoned warships is the simple fact that it has no captain commanding it. |
Speaking of the battleship, Abraham turned his gaze towards Captain Howard. He immediately ordered the captain to notify the surrounding friendlies of a warship's emergence.
"Captain Howard, send out a notification to the data link about the arrival of a battleship in our armada. Make sure to not engage our reinforcements."
Hearing the stern words of the Fleet Admiral, Captain Howard calmly nodded and followed the orders. He stepped out of the medical quarters, leaving the dragoness and the middle-aged man alone.
"From what I can see, it must be massive and cool-looking." Laplace calmly commented as if guessing the flooding thoughts inside Abraham's head.
"After all, you do like cool-looking giant dragons, right?" The white-haired lady's teasing tone was penetrating through the aloof defenses of the Fleet Admiral.
"But, it does make me wonder, Abraham. Where might this gift be coming from?" She squinted her eyes and stepped closer to Abraham.
Her scent could be smelt clearly, and it was akin to a flowery scent. It makes one wonder if this kind of scent naturally emanated from her body.
"What matters is not the origin of my gift." Abraham dodged her questioning with a smile and walked towards the door of the medical quarters.
Arriving in front of it, he looked back at the curious dragoness and uttered.
"Follow me, Laplace. You'll see the gift I got."
Without any hesitation or delay, Laplace followed Abraham as he walked through the hallway and entered the flight deck of the UNS Guardian of the High Seas once again.
Several reverberating sounds of propellers clapping the air echoed into her ears as the sea breeze ruffled strands of her silver-white hair.
The piercing sunlight gleamed over her body while the splashing waves resounded throughout the flight deck.
Laplace saw Abraham standing beside the railings and headed towards him with brimming interest. As she got nearer to him, she noticed the Fleet Admiral staring into the distance.
When she followed his gaze, she saw a behemoth of a warship bigger than anything she had seen before. It was long and bulky, clad with thick armor and massive turrets.
The dragoness finally understood where the excitement of the Fleet Admiral was coming from. As expected, men were as simple as she thought.
Nonetheless, she was amazed by the size and the overpowering aura emanated from the ship. But what surprised her the most was Abraham's following words.
"That's my ship, Laplace."