I Got a Monster Spaceship from the Tutorial Tower - Chapter 33

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Episode 33
33
Screeeech!
└ What—what—?
└ It’s ramming us!
Anyone watching could see exactly what the Green Skin Spear intended: the destruction of the Space Battleship.
There was no other reason.
It wouldn’t tear through its own allied units and charge ahead with such desperation otherwise.
Indifferent to the crude iron plating tearing loose from its hull, the Green Skin Spear hurled itself toward the Space Battleship at full throttle.
For a frame so massive, its velocity was impressively swift.
Shrieeek!
— Bawk! Bawk!
The Space Battleship’s fighters, of course, weren’t content to merely watch.
Though Yeon-woo had ordered them to prioritize freezing its weapons, the situation escalated so rapidly that Macros moved on instinct alone.
— Engines! Engines! They’re burning! Chicken!
She shrieked—the words tumbling from some incomprehensible internal logic.
Silver Edge wheeled around the Green Skin Spear’s rear with lightning speed.
Using White Pang, she moved to ice over its massive engine exhaust ports.
Fzzzzzzzt!
It worked—of the more than ten exhaust ports, the two that Silver Edge had grazed ceased their flames and froze solid.
Any closer and Silver Edge herself would have melted. It was a beautifully precise distance calculation.
As a result, the Green Skin Spear slowed.
Hades, Fullmail, and Gauntlet closed in with relative ease.
“Splendid improvisation, but it’s only temporary.”
“Right. It’s just…”
Yeon-woo nodded at Urelka’s assessment.
High risk, high return—a desperate gamble.
Yet Yeon-woo felt it clearly enough.
Beneath its crude exterior, the creature’s output was formidable.
From those two frozen exhaust ports—
Kughghghgh….
—vast reserves of energy were accumulating, and soon it would burn through again.
“Strike now! We have to strip away its weapons as fast as possible!”
— Yes, sir!
Ha-yoon matched Yeon-woo’s urgency, raising both his voice and his speed.
Tap-tap-tap-tap!
Phew-phew-phew-thunk!
The fighters pressed their assault; the Green Skin Spear did not remain idle.
The seams between its crude iron plates served as bunkers unto themselves.
Like some titanic military fortress, lasers and warheads streaked from every section of the Green Skin Spear.
Bang-bang-bang-bang!
Fullmail and Gauntlet managed to advance, but—
— Barrier down! Sir, we’re withdrawing for now!
— Goblin weak. Weak means dies.
— Kyaha, no point being so harsh!
‘When did Gudru start calling him “sir”?’
Fullmail, being the higher grade, could hold longer, but Gauntlet was fragile against this sort of punishment.
The firepower was genuinely a different league from the ordinary goblin units they’d faced until now.
Yet even in that chaos—
Thunk-thunk!
—Ha-yoon steadily picked off its weapons.
Where there was iron plating, he stripped away the plating itself.
Where there were gaps, he relied on marksmanship that bordered on the supernatural.
But even Ha-yoon had his limits.
Kwaaang!
— …Engaging again.
Against the occasional shotgun-like spray of ordnance, he had no choice but to fall back and regroup, then advance anew.
Meanwhile, Macros’s Silver Edge—
Shrieeek!
—danced nimbly between the creature’s flanks and stern, methodically freezing its exhaust ports and weapons.
The thruster could quickly regenerate, but once a weapon froze, it stayed that way.
At least in this game of tag between the Space Battleship and the Green Skin Spear, time seemed to tilt in one direction.
Yet even so, they hadn’t managed to land a decisive blow on their side either.
Perhaps this was the judgment: they couldn’t continue like this.
Ha-yoon, who had pulled back to avoid the buckshot, called out to Gudru and Sureka.
— Fullmail, Gauntlet, do you copy?
— Copy.
— Yes, sir!
— I’m switching to close combat now. I’m repositioning the engagement zone to the front of the enemy craft. I’m counting on you to cover my six.
“Pilot Ha-yoon, surely not—?!”
Close-range combat was already perilously dangerous for fighters of this caliber.
There was only one reason Ha-yoon would mention close combat again.
The Hades skill he’d used when trying to draw out the Orc Cruiser.
The activation of Death Side.
With no way of knowing how much stamina the Green Skin Spear had left, Death Side—which froze solid once its duration expired—was an extreme gamble.
In response to Yeon-woo’s anxious call, Ha-yoon smiled faintly and replied.
— If I destroy the Bridge, they won’t have a choice but to use Green Skin Concentration.
And with that.
Bang!
He accelerated sharply, diving straight toward the front of the Green Skin Spear.
‘This really does seem dangerous….’
Not that he doubted Ha-yoon’s skill, but facing a Named-class battleship for the first time made him uneasy.
Urelka, by contrast, spoke as though it were no great concern.
“Let’s have faith in his abilities, Captain. I’d say he’s proven himself well enough by now.”
“I suppose…?”
Zzzt-zzzt-zzzt.
The form of Hades, flying almost flush against the starboard side of the Green Skin Spear, began to shift.
Four antimatter cannons withdrew into the fuselage.
The wings, already noticeably elongated, grew longer still as black aura gathered around them.
Naturally.
Shrieeeeek!!!
The scythe wielded by the god of death began to carve a long wound across the enemy ship’s hull.
Like the trace of skates etched into black ice.
Hades skidded forward.
Reaching the far end of the enemy craft.
Hades launches upward from the ice.
The Green Skin Spear, which had mercilessly trampled even its own forces to advance.
Was now completely overwhelmed by the Hades, impossibly small though it was—so much so that it could only freeze for that single moment.
Hades, as if pondering where the Bridge might be among the countless hull plates covering the Green Skin Spear.
Took position slightly above it and held its ground.
But the standoff did not last long.
Hesitation was pointless.
Hades spun and drove its long wings into the enemy once more.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!!!
Bang!
The defensive weapons the Green Skin Spear unleashed were successfully intercepted by Fullmail and Gauntlet, which arrived just slightly delayed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
How could one even describe it?
Like a hummingbird rummaging through a flower made of scrap metal.
Or perhaps like an eagle commanded by Zeus hunting for Prometheus’s liver.
Even Yeon-woo found himself mesmerized by the sight.
Crack!
From the tip of Hades’s wing, which had been raining down indiscriminate attacks, a different spark flew—different from before.
Urelka clapped his hands together sharply and cried out.
“There!”
Among the scars, hideously caved in compared to the original structure.
The Bridge emerged—a latticed visor of command, cleanly maintained in stark contrast to the rust-corroded hull plating outside.
Though Death Side had left a grievous scar, the fact that it hadn’t severed completely told them just how vital that compartment was.
— Making another run.
At Ha-yoon’s cold voice, Hades pulled back and dove toward the Bridge once more, tracing a fluid arc.
But this time, the Green Skin Spear did not stand idle.
Flash!
A swathe of green light rippled outward from the bridge like a tremendous shockwave.
Even Hades’s output could not withstand it, and the battleship was knocked clean away.
Fullmail and Gauntlet lost their barriers entirely and tumbled backward.
“What is that?!”
“It’s the Green Skin Concentration, sir!”
Radiating outward from the Green Skin Spear like concentric rings, the Green Skin Concentration spread across the void.
This supreme defensive technique, capable of stopping any single attack without fail, shook even the Space Battleship’s massive hull violently.
Now its purpose became clear—this was the flagship’s last line of defense.
Urelka, steadying herself against the panel before her, spoke urgently.
“Once the Green Skin Concentration activates, it will open a Portal to escape! Fire the Main Cannon, now!”
“I know that already!”
He’d already been briefed on this part of the sequence.
Yeon-woo was still gripping the Master Ball, but hadn’t fully regained his footing yet.
What mattered now was whether the Master Ball and Yeon-woo remained in contact.
Ziiiiing……!!
Following Yeon-woo’s will, the Main Cannon trained on the Green Skin Spear began condensing its terrible power once more.
Simultaneously, the Green Skin Spear itself opened a Portal—identical to the one that had appeared when it first arrived.
Three exhaust vents had frozen over, vast sections of the hull had torn away, and numerous weapons lay destroyed.
Yet enough power remained to pass through the Portal.
But then.
‘Not before I finish this.’
Bwoooooom!!!
Yeon-woo’s firing command came first.
A beam erupted from the Space Battleship’s Main Cannon.
The beam flashed out as if to tell the fleeing Green Skin Spear there was no escape.
Kwaaaash!!
It pierced the creature clean through, tore apart the Portal itself, and streaked onward into the endless expanse of space.
No matter how mighty the Green Skin Spear was, it could not escape through a Portal that was disintegrating into pure energy.
Uuuuh…….
Of course, that would only have mattered if the Portal still had enough power to carry it.
The Green Skin Spear lost all its power and came to a slow stop where it hung.
Clatter.
The metal plates covering its hull fell away one by one, and thin wisps of steam vented from the shadows within.
What emerged was the frame supporting the Green Skin Spear.
A skeletal scaffold of pale amber light—it was the only proof that the Green Skin Spear had ever been summoned at all.
“Hmm…….”
Urelka watched the sight to the very end, her eyes wide.
Meanwhile, before Yeon-woo’s eyes.
「Hidden Condition achieved.
Reward Algorithm applied.」
A somewhat terse notification appeared—the Hidden Condition had been met.
— Cockadoodle-doo! I thought we were finished for real! Finished!
— The black fighter did most of the work. Harpy, shut up.
— What?! You cocky troll! We’d all be dead if I hadn’t frozen the engines!
— Too noisy means no ally. Troll, harpy becomes food.
The carrier-based fighters returned to the battleship, their pilots chattering loudly over the communications net.
But this time, one additional fighter was included in their number.
“Captain, Hades has requested landing clearance.”
“Hades?”
Yeon-woo tilted his head in surprise.
Could another pilot’s fighter actually land on the battleship?
‘Well, we’ve carried an unmanned cargo vessel before. No reason Hades can’t land.’
Since they’d ended up parting awkwardly after clearing previous phases, Yeon-woo readily gave his permission.
This time, rather than waiting for the pilots on the bridge, Yeon-woo himself descended to the Hangar.
Uuuuh……!!! Kushshhhick!
The Hangar, linked to the runway, was alive with the landing of fighters.
Hwa-ryeon and Surika were guiding the fighters down—whether other hangar crew would appear remained to be seen.
Faced with sound and wind louder than expected, Yeon-woo instinctively shielded his eyes with his palm.
Fullmail, Gauntlet, Silver Edge, and finally Hades.
All four fighters had taxied through the hangar and come to rest.
“The battleship is certainly spacious. Four fighters are in, and there’s still plenty of room?”
“That’s because we’ve sealed off unnecessary sections, Captain. We could accommodate dozens more without issue.”
“I see, I see.”
Urelka answered Yeon-woo’s amazement with measured composure.
Meanwhile, the pilots disembarked one by one from their fighters.
Thud!
“Gudru, you did well. We’ll need a bigger fighter cockpit soon though.”
“Is fine, Captain. Troll patient.”
He claimed it was fine, but no matter how Yeon-woo looked at it, the Fullmail’s cockpit seemed cramped for Gudru.
“Phew… Captain, this time I really thought I was done for. I really thought I was going to die.”
Macros walked over unsteadily, her feathers as pale as ever.
“That was excellent work this time.”
“Look, Captain, you don’t appreciate my suffering… What?”
“I’m serious—you did great. We couldn’t have cleared it without you.”
“Captain…!”
Tears glistened in Macros’s golden eyes.
She spread both wings wide.
“I’ll pass on the embrace.”
Yeon-woo politely declined and moved on—even a hug from a human woman would have been awkward, let alone from a harpy.
“Captain! We’ve returned safely!”
“Good work, Sureka.”
Sureka saluted with the same vigor as when they’d departed.
Last was.
Whirrr. Click.
Ha-yoon descended from Hades, setting foot on the Space Battleship for the first time.
Urelka, Macros, and Hwa-ryeon—whom he’d at least seen before—managed a little better.
But Gudru and the goblin siblings hid behind Yeon-woo, clearly uneasy.
“…Surika and Sureka I understand, but Gudru, there’s no hiding anything.”
“Troll scared. Said bad personality.”
“…?”
Ha-yoon’s expression suggested he was questioning what he’d just heard.
Who was saying who had a bad personality?
Yeon-woo laughed awkwardly and greeted Ha-yoon.
“Haha, welcome to the Space Battleship.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you for welcoming me…”
Before they could exchange proper greetings.
Yeon-woo’s eyes widened as a massive reward notification filled his vision.
He grew visibly anxious, clenching and unclenching his fists.
“So, um, while you’re here, would you like to see a Summon? We can introduce you to the crew as we go.”
“??”
“Captain, what do you mean?”
He’d brought up Summoning without thinking, breaking protocol.
Both Ha-yoon and Urelka looked taken aback.
‘How can I possibly wait?’
Yeon-woo had his reasons.
「Cleared Floor 19.
Scrap: 20.
S+ Grade achieved.
Hidden Condition achieved.
Bonus: One guaranteed B Grade or Higher crew member Summon has been added.」
On top of his saved four regular Summons, they were giving him a guaranteed B Grade summon? Not even a high-tier one, but guaranteed B Grade or higher?
Maintaining composure was one thing, but it was impossible under these circumstances.
‘And besides, since he’s here anyway, a ship tour won’t hurt. Right.’
That was how Yeon-woo rationalized it.
Shouldn’t Ha-yoon see where the monsters he fought alongside came from?

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————