Something Keeps Appearing in My Subspace - Chapter 216

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216. Hall of Winners (1)
“A month and a half?”
“We have enough time.”
“So who all are going?”
“Everyone worth taking.”
“The target is the Dinosaur Guild?”
“Only the Dinosaur Guild. Handle it quickly and withdraw before reinforcements arrive.”
“Kill everyone?”
“The Space Mage and the Dragon Knight. The rest don’t matter.”
“We just kill them, right?”
“If there’s a chance to capture them alive, we do. But it won’t be easy.”
“Will coordinate-designated return Secretaries be provided?”
“Not for everyone. They’re rarer than escape Secretaries.”
“Then who gets them?”
“Key personnel and rear guard?”
“Damn it. So the rest of us figure our own way out.”
“You lot have good mobility anyway, don’t you?”
“So you’re getting an escape Secretary, then?”
“Don’t worry. I’ve already mapped out the escape route.”
“I know what you’re thinking. You have no idea how annoying it was last time.”
“Were we any different? We only recently obtained return Secretaries. This is my first time using one too.”
“Hmm. But Korea is far away, so it’s different. More dangerous.”
“I understand.”
“What did you decide about that?”
“What?”
“The item we obtained this time.”
“Of course we’re using it. That thing can hide.”
“Heh heh. I want to see its face when it can’t enter the Subspace. It’ll be quite shocked, won’t it?”
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With the team match against Saebyeokbit approaching, we devoted ourselves to team training for a while.
Part of it was to prepare for the Hall of Winners and the Übermenschen, but I also felt it would be inconsiderate to face Saebyeokbit unprepared.
We structured our operations around the Hall of Winners. I took the front line, with Han Chul handling the middle.
Mister guarded the rear alongside Lee Shin-hee and Min-jae.
‘It’s a bit different from usual.’
Normally Han Chul would guard the rear while Mister and I rampage, but this formation was tailored to face the Previous-Previous Princess’s team.
It didn’t look bad depending on the situation either.
First, the rear was protected by two people including Yong-yong. Moreover, Mister had recently acquired the Dragon Scale Piercing Spear.
Unlike before when we had the Subdragon Island, we could now attack from range. It required some charging, but the destructive power was greater.
‘We can adjust based on circumstances.’
If a Dragon Knight mounted on a Red Dragon could sweep the battlefield, it would give us a significant advantage—another option in our arsenal.
In any case, the training results were satisfactory. I had held my own during the sparring match against Saebyeokbit.
Saebyeokbit, perhaps thinking they were facing the Übermenschen, engaged us with considerable seriousness.
Of course, there were certain limitations in place.
“Dragon Knight, that skill’s power level…”
“I could just break through that barrier?”
“Seung-yeon’s bullets are the same way. Everyone else too.”
Weapons could be substituted with wooden or blunt alternatives, but we couldn’t actually unleash skills on our opponents.
There was a system for combat using holograms synchronized with the body, but it wasn’t the Advance Team’s preferred method.
It had the disadvantage of reducing realism—it was harder to read an opponent’s facial expressions and subtle movements.
So it came down to assessing skill intensity and debating whether certain angles and approaches were feasible or impossible.
“Blocking the rear entirely with Subspace is tricky because of the angle, and the top is exposed. It seems better to keep it ready and deploy it as the situation demands.”
“I think paying more attention to rear formation positioning would be good. Shin Chang fights so well on his own.”
“Right. He does come in with a leap, but since they don’t know how he’ll target the rear either, we need to trust Yong-yong and stay grouped.”
We exchanged what you might call constructive feedback. Of course, the front line used blunt weapons, but I actually swung a real sword.
I coordinated with Saebyeokbit’s front line while Han Chul held back Shin Chang.
Since I’d be targeting the rear with leaps, there would be moments when Han Chul had to hold both of them off, so I assigned him the stronger opponent.
Han Chul defended far better than I expected. It made sense he’d been part of the United States Advance Team in the past.
“Dragon Piercing Spear—we should hide it as much as possible for critical moments.”
“Right. Even if enemies sense something’s off, they won’t know what it is.”
“Min-jae, focus on casting speed and respond to match the opponent. I’ll leave the rest of the judgment to you.”
“Yes!”
Achieving proper balance through the feedback from Saebyeokbit and Chun-bae’s advice was equally essential.
With the remaining time, we prepared for the Hall of Winners Gate.
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[Hall of Winners]
-Level Restriction: 51~55
-Party Size Limit: 5 members
“Phew.”
“Is everyone ready?”
“Yes!”
“We’re prepared.”
Before the Hall of Winners Gate, we finished our preparations in a state of tension greater than usual.
After all, we had to face the Previous-Previous Princess and enemies laden with S-rank skills.
“Let’s go.”
The moment we entered the Gate, a vast battlefield spread before us. All I could see was bare earth.
It felt like a medieval Colosseum with the spectator stands and outer walls torn down, leaving only the combat arena.
“There they are.”
And our opponents stood ahead, frozen in place as if motionless. Was this our chance?
I tried to launch myself forward immediately, but I couldn’t move. It was some kind of mechanism.
We knew the Gate’s details, but others wouldn’t, so even if combat started right away, the subjugation details would be explained.
As expected, a message appeared shortly after.
-Defeat the victors from the previous Hall of Winners.
Again, no time limit was given. Yet I could sense that the Gate would commence soon.
-Combat begins in 10 seconds.
Ten seconds remained. I surveyed my opponents carefully. A figure in light armor wielding a sword caught my eye.
That had to be the Sword Guardian. Beside him stood someone with his upper body exposed, wearing gauntlets—undoubtedly the Martial Artist.
A Rogue with a frame around 165 centimeters, dark skin, and pointed ears was visible. A dark elf, just as I’d heard—remarkably agile in appearance.
A Healer carrying a mace, and beside them stood a man who appeared to be around 185 centimeters tall.
‘That must be the Previous Previous Master…’
The one in robes wielding a magical staff had an intelligent, composed expression. Befitting a mage.
Of course, they would have arranged succession for the next generation.
As combat approached, I tensed my muscles lightly while keeping my mind calm and centered. Then the moment arrived.
Our plan had one clear priority from the start.
-A deep rumble echoed forth!
Summoning Yong-yong from the Subspace.
“Kra-waaah!”
Yong-yong materialized beside Mister, and the opponent murmured.
“Heider, isn’t that your skill?”
“The same profession?”
Thanks to my universal translation skill, I could hear their words clearly. Could we actually communicate? I wanted to speak with the Previous Previous Master, but combat took priority.
Following our plan, Han Chul and I advanced to the front. Our opponents moved simultaneously.
“Attack first!”
“Just like always!”
As the Sword Guardian and Martial Artist emerged, I remained aware of the movements behind us.

Just as Chun-bae said, the Previous Princess, the Healer, and the Rogue held their ground. Yet the Previous Princess’s expression was deeply unsettling.
Her eyes fixed upon me burned with shock—as though she had suffered a tremendous blow.
‘Is it because of the Subspace?’
The Rogue beside her seemed to sense something amiss as well, tapping the Previous Previous Master’s shoulder and muttering something.
I couldn’t observe further—the Martial Artist had closed in. There was something hauntingly familiar about his approach.
No doubt because the fighting techniques I possessed were his own. Being B-rank, I would certainly be overwhelmed.
A fist drove straight toward my face.
-Whoosh!
A punch that seemed to tear the very air. Rather than blocking with my sword against his hardened gauntlets, I evaded using the familiar fighting techniques.
Stepping forward, I countered with a thrust, which the Martial Artist twisted his body to avoid. I anticipated his next move.
If these were truly his techniques, he would likely spin and strike with his elbow. Yet the Martial Artist simply stepped back instead.
And once more, he tilted his head, studying me.
“Heider! This bastard is using my martial arts!”
At the Martial Artist’s cry, the battlefield fell momentarily silent. Han Chul also lowered his shield and retreated.
“What?”
“He’s using my martial arts!”
In that instant, the Previous Previous Master’s expression grew even graver. Our eyes met, and without thinking, I bowed my head slightly in gratitude.
The Previous Previous Master’s face twisted strangely. The Martial Artist tilted his head and stepped forward.
“I don’t care! Let’s just pound him!”
Whether it was a signal or not, the Sword Guardian and the Martial Artist closed the distance once more. That was when the change came.
Upon hearing the Previous Previous Master’s words, the Rogue suddenly sprinted toward the rear with all his might.
“Mister!”
“Understood!”
And the Previous Previous Master began chanting a spell. I paid it little mind—Min-jae would block it, or Lee Shin-hee would cast a protective barrier.
I was acutely aware of our magical disadvantage. They had a Healer and a Previous Previous Master. Yet I had my countermeasures.
-Whooom
Blocking the Martial Artist’s fist with the Subspace, I used a leap to bound toward the enemy’s rear.
The Previous Previous Master completed his incantation. He was in a state of extreme concentration. The spell could easily have been directed at me standing right before him.
‘Huh?’
The spell did not target me. Yet I was startled nonetheless because—
-Thud!
My blade had pierced the Previous Previous Master’s chest without any resistance whatsoever.
-Boom!
“Ugh! Heider!”
An explosion sounded from behind, yet confusion followed. The pained voice that cried out was not in Korean.
“Huh?”
“Heider! What are you doing…!”
The enemy Healer shrieked, and when I turned to look, the sight was quite bewildering. In fact, everyone was bewildered.
For the Previous Previous Master’s spell had been directed at his own allies.
“So it’s you. The next Princess.”
I heard the Previous Previous Master’s voice. With a sword piercing through his chest. The Previous Previous Master I faced was smiling.
“…I would have failed.”
“How so?”
She wasn’t the next princess, but that didn’t matter.
“Because you’re still thinking about the future. More than that, from your bracelet, I can strongly sense the scent of my magic.”
Now that I thought about it, Chun-bae was something the Previous Previous Master had created. She recognized her own creation and made this choice. It was quite confusing.
In such a short span of time, could I have done the same? Wouldn’t I have thought it was a trap the Gate had set for me instead?
-…!
Chun-bae, hanging from my wrist in bracelet form, resonated. The Previous Previous Master smiled wickedly at the sight.
“I’m counting on you to see this through.”
The moment the Previous Previous Master spoke those words, the world suddenly stopped. Or rather, to be precise, everything except us came to a halt.
The bodies of the Previous-Previous Princess and her party froze completely.
“…?”
Faced with this bewildering succession of events, I looked toward my guild members, but words wouldn’t come. They seemed to be in the same state.
Everyone was questioning with their bodies what on earth had happened.
-No, no.
That’s when I heard a familiar voice. Actually, “heard” isn’t quite the right word. It was transmitted directly to my mind.
I could tell who it was. The Surviving God. The god who had given me that flame creature resembling Ja-tan as a gift.
“This won’t do.”
Not a voice transmitted to my mind, but a sound that reached my ears—it came from behind the Previous Previous Master.
A child who appeared to be around nine years old, with a mischievous look about them, stood there grinning at me.
“You don’t think so too?”

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