Uncle Hunter’s Login Life 445

Chapter 445 – Thought

The ogre, seeing the pointed tip of a spearheading towards her left eye, is startled and tries to close her eye.
But my window was faster.

-Phew!

What I was aiming for was a blow that would penetrate the brain.

But unfortunately, the spear that was trying to dig deep lost its power because the guy closed his eyes tightly.

“Big!!!”

The ogre screams in pain. And he shook me off and swung his fist.
I changed the direction of the spear and blocked the fist of the guy coming towards me.

-Gigi Geek!!

The spear that blocked the guy’s fist is greatly bent.

It was a sturdy spear made entirely of iron ordered from a blacksmith, but it could not withstand the ogre’s might.

I quickly threw away the spear and used the impact to throw my body back to increase the distance between me and the guy.

It wasn’t an expensive spear, but it was a shame that one of the weapons was broken in the current situation.

The ogre clutches his injured eye and complains of his pain. Making him lose his left eye was a good news, but it was not the final blow.

I pulled out the sword that was on my back.

It was a sturdy two-handed sword, about 1.7 meters long, purchased at a blacksmith shop.

He grasped the handle of the sword tightly and rushed towards the ogre, who was still in pain.

Looking at the guy clutching his eyes and going crazy, it was difficult to aim for his head right now.
I thought I needed to divert my attention to the other side.

First, I decided to aim at his thick ankles.

-Sgak!!

The ogre’s flesh is cut and blood splatters.

Unfortunately, it did not penetrate the muscles.

There was only a slight cut in the skin.

The startled ogre kicked me. However, having figured out his movements in advance, I was able to easily dodge.

“…?”

At that moment, I felt a doubt.

Of course, stabbing attacks have more destructive power than cutting attacks.

However, cutting the ogre with the sword caused more wounds than when stabbing the ogre’s calf with the spear earlier.

‘Are my calves stronger? Could it be that the ankle was a weak point?’

I decided to cut off the ogre’s ankle once again.

This time, the same part of the right ankle.

-Suuk!

“…?”

But this time, instead of bleeding, I ended up just scratching the ogre’s skin.

There was no significant difference in power compared to the previous attack. I thought my ankles were my weak point… But it was an unexpected result.

‘Can it be this much different?’

There may be differences depending on the cutting angle.

However, if the difference was this much, it could be seen that there were different factors involved.

“Wow!!”

The ogre roars as if it is angry.

I think he was quite angry at the sight of me scratching my body with my sword while dodging attacks like a flying squirrel.

I felt a tingling wave through the air from its roar.

However, Ogre’s Fear did not work for me.

One of the eyes of the guy staring at me was full of anger.

He looks like he’s going to catch me and kill me somehow.

Regardless of the ogre’s bloody anger, I was preoccupied with the other side.

That is the jagged attack power shown by my sword.

My sword is not a special magic sword.

It is just an ordinary two-handed sword that can be easily obtained.

Then the cause is either me or the ogre.

I sharpened my senses and looked at the changes in magical power occurring in the ogre, but there didn’t seem to be any factors that would have a significant impact.

‘Then I’m the problem…’

With that question in mind, I continued the battle with the ogre.

Even though the avatar was third-rate, his eyes were first-class. It wasn’t difficult to see, predict, and avoid the ogre’s attack.

The idea of ​​catching the ogre was pushed to the back burner.

I avoided the ogre’s attacks almost in a trance, and at the same time attacked the ogre with my sword, immersing myself in this strange, unknown phenomenon.

It was definitely strange.

Sometimes the sword shows enough attack power to cause the ogre’s skin to bleed, and other times it bounces off without even being able to cut the skin.

Before I knew it, the ogre’s lower body was covered in blood.

It only looks loud on the outside.

There were no fatal injuries.

The wound healed quickly, and even if it was just a small cut, it was natural for it to become covered in blood when it was repeated dozens or hundreds of times.

‘What on earth is the problem?’

It may not be a big deal.

But I was obsessed with this phenomenon, bordering on obsession.

My nerves are getting worse.

Along with this, the expansion of consciousness that occurred naturally led to the acceleration of thinking. We looked at the changes occurring in the sword in more detail and analyzed the information.

At that moment, something flashed through my mind and passed by.

“… Huh?”

At the same time, the sword dug into the ogre’s thigh, cutting through its muscles and inflicting a deeper wound than before.

“Wow!!”

The ogre screams not in anger, but in pain.

A sword that could not express aura or magical power split the ogre’s thigh.

I inflicted a deep wound on the ogre with an ordinary iron sword.

I realized.

The reason why this phenomenon occurs.

I once ran something called the Grand Auror Maid Project with my maids who had turned from being spies.

What I’m doing is a simple injection using the waist? It was training, and Judith and Ignis were in charge of full-scale combat training.

I often observed Ignis training maids, and at that time, I heard him say something interesting.

“You have to put intention into it.”

This is what Ignis said while training the maids.

“You are simply putting magic power into a weapon. Now you have to put your intention into magic power. Only then can you move on to the next step.

“Putting intention into magical power?”

Ignis’ words sounded a bit random to me, and I asked her about it.

“Why are you asking that, my lord?”

“Why… Is that really true?

Ignis answered my question with a puzzled expression.

“Isn’t the master already doing that?”

“Me?”

“Aren’t the giants and weapons created with the master’s magic a reflection of the master’s thoughts?”

“Was it like that?”

“That’s it.”

She didn’t think much about it at the time.
I vaguely thought it was the will that could move magical power.

Ignis’ explanation was also similar.

I thought that the intention was only applicable in situations where magical power was manifested.

Now I see that it wasn’t like that.

It is true that magical power contains intention and exerts even stronger power. However, intention and magical power were separate powers.

The reason why the power of the sword attacking the ogre fluctuated was because it was producing unstable power depending on the strength of my intention in the sword.

This power of thought was an ability close to a kind of supernatural power that was expressed only through mental power, unlike magical power, and the avatar that possessed only my mind was able to express that power.

The mystery that was tickling my head has been solved.

The ogre’s hand approaches me.

The sword in his hand moved towards the guy’s arm.

‘Cut!’

I put a strong intention into the sword.

-Squeak!

An ordinary iron sword easily cut off the ogre’s arm.

“Woah?”

The ogre makes a dumbfounded expression after seeing the arm being cut off helplessly.

I delved into the mind of this foolish guy.

Now it was time to end it.

“Whoop!”

I firmly grasped the handle of the sword with both hands and cut the sword upward from the bottom.

‘Cut it!!’

This time, I put a strong intention into the sword.

-Sugak!!!

The blade lightly dug into the ogre’s body.

The sword that dug into the guy’s groin splits the intestines, bones, and heart and comes out in a large semicircle.

The ogre’s wide-open eyes lose focus.

-Puhwaak!!

Red blood spurts from the cut line that runs from the ogre’s groin to the heart.

The ogre, which had lost its vitality, fell backwards.

-Cow…

It was the result of my belief that it could only be cut without containing a single bit of magical power.

I felt an overload on the avatar’s head. It was a similar feeling to when I was overexpanding my consciousness.

Nosebleeds were flowing from the avatar’s nose.

“Wow!!”

I vomited blood.

My vision became blurry.

〔Level has increased.〕

With the avatar’s level up message, the life force flowing from the ogre was quickly absorbed into the avatar, cooling the heated head.

Since it was a power that used mental power, it seemed like it was putting a strain on the head.

It seems that the use of this power also requires support from the body. It would be nice to strengthen the brain exactly, but there was no way to strengthen just the head.

It seemed that if the avatar was strengthened by increasing the stats, the power to use willpower would also become stronger.

Even if there are restrictions, it is an avatar that cannot use magical power carelessly.

Being able to create a sword with destructive power comparable to that of an Auror blade using the will could be said to be a significant advantage.

At this level… It was worth trying even against the Sword Master.

They say that it works when people are in need, and a great harvest came from an unexpected place.

I thought this incident had quite a big meaning to the body.

There is a difference between using it unconsciously and using it with clear awareness.

If the increase in consciousness expansion control with the avatar felt like a slight improvement in convenience, this time, it could be said that it had definitely grown to the next level.

It was a rough avatar life that I didn’t expect, but I got a bigger harvest than I expected.

Without forgetting to extract the magic stone from the ogre’s corpse, I took light steps towards the cave base where the party fled.