Rechallenge of the 32nd Floor Support Ogre

I met Gusta.

The request was simple.

Make a strong sword.

Mithril?

Orichalcum?

Adamant?

Use whatever you like.

A strong sword that won’t break even when clashing head-on with [Chief Ogre]’s log.

When I said I’d cover the budget needed for production if he made a sturdy sword,

“What’s the limit?”

“…100 million?”

Gusta was delighted like a child receiving a gift.

The next morning.

Americano rolled around in bed.

Yesterday’s talk with Gusta ended well.

Even though I just asked him to make it sturdy without specifics, he readily accepted.

‘He must have liked the money.’

He’s probably been busy drafting a budget since yesterday. We agreed that I’d give approval once he draws up a budget.

Still, I didn’t suddenly hand over the full 100 million Gold all at once.

“Ha~awn.”

A yawn.

There’s no schedule for today.

Nothing to do.

From the morning, she thought about what to do today without getting up.

What did I usually do?

Recently, I’ve been so busy with one thing after another that there was no time to be bored.

I remember having some free time when I was taking requests at the guild.

Back then, everything was new and exciting, so I wasn’t bored in a different sense. It was amazing to feel sensations like reality inside a game.

Anyway, there’s nothing to do now.

It’s been almost a month since being trapped in the game.

‘How many days have passed exactly?’

I don’t know.

But looking at the [Date], more than a month has passed.

“…”

Two conflicting opinions clashed in Americano’s mind.

Rest like this?

Or do something?

Go to the Tower or not?

[Chief Ogre].

After sleeping and waking up, her thoughts had changed.

“I guess I was really tired yesterday.”

Ha~awn.

She let out a yawn.

‘There’s no need to retry only after the equipment is ready.’

If I go now, I might discover weaknesses I didn’t notice on the first attempt.

Come to think of it, that’s right.

“Why did I give up right after losing just once?”

Because it seemed hopeless?

Just for that?

She felt that giving up after fighting only once wasn’t like her usual self.

Why? Even though I felt a more desperate difference between non-Awakened and Awakened.

But now it’s different.

The opposite of yesterday.

What if I had done this then?

What if I had done that then?

What if I had done that at that time?

Blood circulated well in her head.

Right now, all sorts of new approaches to dealing with [Chief Ogre] were flashing through Americano’s mind.

‘It wasn’t hopeless after all.’

“I was just steeped in the feeling of defeat.”

Was there anything that tiring?

The party… was the day before yesterday.

Yesterday morning, I went straight up the Tower and met [High Knight Evga] and fought. After fighting [Evga], I was petrified by [Medusa], and then the Great Devil possessed [Medusa] and gave a forced command.

And then?

When I met and fought [Chief Ogre], thinking back, something started to go wrong from that point.

I had a lot on my mind, you could say.

Or I had many worries, you could say.

The more I recall myself from yesterday, the more weakness I feel that I didn’t notice at the time.

Looking at the timing, it seems to be because of the Great Devil, but the change in [Geass] due to the second metamorphosis can’t be ignored either.

Americano tilts her head when she thinks about herself from yesterday.

“Whatever.”

It’s already in the past.

She shrugged her shoulders.

“32nd floor.”

Shall I go?

“Let’s go.”

By the way, there’s no Death Penalty.

I was blessed with Death Penalty immunity as a reward for helping Gospel.

It was in the form of receiving immunity if the resurrection place was Gospel, not the place of death.

Anyway.

[32nd Floor]

Americano held the [Black Sword].

She looked back on yesterday’s events.

A drawn-out fight doesn’t suit me after all.

‘So I’ll go for a quick decisive battle.’

She ran right away.

As soon as she ascended to the [32nd Floor], she [Leaped] to approach [Chief Ogre].

[Leap]

[Leap]

[Leap]

Gugugugu.

The ground shakes as [Chief Ogre] raises his massive body.

[Chief Ogre], with a body taller than trees even while sitting. As he stood up, his entire upper body began to show above the trees.

Approached with [Leap].

Held the [Black Sword].

She swung the [Black Sword] held in both hands like a baseball bat at [Chief Ogre]’s ankle.

[Chief Ogre] lifted his foot to avoid the [Black Sword], and Americano [Leaped] vertically to deliver a [Slash] towards the sole of his foot.

[Chief Ogre] circulated magical power in his sole and slammed down the raised foot.

───Thud!

[Chief Ogre]’s sole strongly shook the ground.

Americano slid across the ground with a swish, moving out of range of [Chief Ogre]’s sole.

The [Black Sword] vibrated strongly.

‘That just now…’

There was a feeling.

The sensation of how deeply the blade of the [Black Sword] could cut into [Chief Ogre]’s sole wrapped around her hand.

Americano sensed it.

The [Black Sword] can’t cut through that sole completely.

Before cutting through that thick sole, she’d be stepped on.

She felt this even before the [Slash] could reach.

“Is it you?”

The [Black Sword] gives no answer.

It’s just conveying through touch how deeply it can cut that [Chief Ogre] from the hand holding the [Black Sword].

‘Heh, so it has this function too?’

Confirming the extent of cutting ability.

Americano changed her gaze.

Gripping the [Black Sword] again,

She [Leaped] once more.

Before [Chief Ogre] could use another trick, she kicked off the ground and rushed forward.

The log was already raised and slammed down heavily.

───Kaboom!

Ground vibration.

Storm of magical power.

Erasure of magical power.

The magical effects surrounding Americano’s body were all washed away at once.

“Ugh…”

This sucks.

She immediately wrapped [Ready Posture] around her body.

Various [Enhancements] strongly built up her body.

Then a shadow falls.

She didn’t look up.

There’s no time for that.

She [Leaped] to avoid the falling log.

She dodged, but,

Immediately the log was swung horizontally, chasing after Americano.

She was swept away along with the forest.

The impact was minimal.

What the log did was send her flying along with the forest, so she flew far. Americano flying together with trees, rocks, and soil.

She stepped on a rock in mid-air.

Used a tree as a foothold.

Before even reaching the apex of the parabola, she landed on the ground.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Did you think I wouldn’t know you were trying to send me far away to trap me with vines again?

Do you think I’d fall for the same trick twice?

‘Wow… he’s completely underestimating me.’

Even though I couldn’t fight yesterday, wow…

How can he underestimate me like this?

Me, of all people, the rank 1?

‘Wow…’

This is annoying?

[Berserk]

Her eyes glowed red.

[Berserk] responding to the feeling of irritation boiling in her heart right now. She understood what kind of skill this was. The active version of [Berserk Nature].

[Heavenly Slaughter Star] included [Berserk Nature] and added an ON/OFF switch.

Strength welled up.

Kill.

Cut.

She knows well how she appears to [Chief Ogre].

He probably sees her as a flying insect or mosquito.

So what?

This is the Tower, isn’t it?

And it’s solo climbing.

Shouldn’t he think that even just one person could be an opponent who can kill him?

‘To think I’d fall for the same trick.’

While feeling annoyed at [Chief Ogre],

She was even more angry at her yesterday self.

She gritted her teeth.

She swung the [Black Sword].

[Chief Ogre] stomped the ground with a thud thud.

The log came with magical power erasure.

It washed away even [Berserk], but what [Berserk] uses as fuel is emotion. The irritation that disappeared when [Berserk] was erased by magical power erasure became an even greater fuel.

She becomes even more [Berserk].

The log flew straight at her.

She should have dodged, but,

‘Who do you think is going to dodge?!’

[Execution Sword]

She couldn’t cut it.

She took a direct hit from the log.

She flew deep into the middle of the forest.

Raising a pillar of dust.

After knocking down several trees and bouncing off the ground a few times, she finally stopped.

When hitting trees.

[Heal]

When hitting rocks.

[Heal]

When bouncing off the ground.

[Heal]

Her feet try to touch the ground, rocks, trees to stop, but the force sending her flying was stronger.

It’s because [Chief Ogre] swung the log strongly with that physique.

‘But the map is really wide.’

How far have I been sent flying?

She used her hand to reset her broken arm and recovered it with [Heal].

Her fingertips tingled, but they returned as [Heal] continued.

She looked around.

There were no vines.

[Chief Ogre]’s vine area-of-effect spell didn’t reach this far.

The [Black Sword] cried out.

“What. Why. What do you want me to do?”

It protested why she tried to cut when it had told her it couldn’t cut through.

Of course, there were no words.

That was the feeling.

“So you’re saying I should have dodged from there? Ha. Why should I.”

She used the [Black Sword] as a cane to raise her body.

Gritting her teeth in irritation.

“Next time I’ll cut it.”

I’ll slice that damn log.

Her eyes filled with killing intent.

───.

Sound.

She heard a sound.

Something came flying.

Thud!

A rock fell and embedded itself in the ground about 5 meters away.

Her body floated slightly from the impact of the rock.

───.

───.

───.

Rocks were floating in the air.

They came flying.

He’s really advertising that the vine area-of-effect doesn’t reach here.

‘Throwing when you can’t hit.’

───Thud.

Or not?

The control was better than expected.

The rocks fell within about 10 meters of Americano.

“Ha.”

Alright.

This is fun.

A battle should be relentless to be enjoyable.

She suddenly realized that her yesterday self was exactly what she disliked.

Why was that?

Did the Great Devil stimulate some trauma?

It’s just speculation no matter how much she thinks about it.

Let’s just know this.

‘Thinking seems to be a loss the more you do it.’

So charge.

She rushed in.

As she was rushing in.

[Chief Ogre] grabbed the log with both hands and raised it high vertically.

Then he stabbed it into the ground.

He inserted it deeply.

What is he doing?

I don’t know, but I slowed down to let him continue.

Why are you planting trees?

What happens if you plant them?

Does it make the strategy more difficult?

Why is he inserting it?

All sorts of stray thoughts flashed through her mind.

Seeing that sight, what comes to mind is the image of a farmer planting seedlings.

She didn’t question it. Just thinking about new difficulties coming made Americano’s face flush red.

Yes, this is it.

Yesterday was strange.

Challenger or whatever.

So what if the difficulty gets harder?

I chose only the highest difficulties because I wanted to overcome those difficult challenges.

I made choices because I liked the sense of achievement from overcoming those difficulties, so what? Awakened ability? A-wa-ke-ned-a-bi-li-ty? Damn Awakened ability lover.

Yesterday’s self was too weak.

Being weak is why I lost.

Rather, I think it turned out well.

Why? Because I’m going to hit rank 1 again this time!

‘I’m number 1!!’

“Kihihit.”

Reflecting on her yesterday self who couldn’t even fight properly, smoke rose from her body.

[Black Sword] in one hand.

[Magic Sword] in the other hand.

Blue flames spewed from the [Magic Sword] and spread to her body.

She filled her body with magical power, tempering the cold gradually rising in her body with flames.

Thanks to becoming [Nine Yin Constitution], the cold decreased, allowing the blue flames to handle more magical power. This led to more power.

[Boost]

[Leap]

A blue trajectory flew towards [Chief Ogre].

There’s no log.

He can’t use it.

Judging that [Chief Ogre] currently has no means to erase [Boost].

If he does?

‘I’ll think about that when it happens!!’

With eyes flashing red, she became a single shell drawing a large blue parabola.

“…Ogre…”

“Hahah!! You’re dead!!!!”

[Chief Ogre] looks up at Americano.

Erase it if you can.

You let your guard down because I flew far, didn’t you?

‘Blame yourself for letting your guard down.’

[Black Sword] raised high.

The [Black Sword] speaks.

It can cut.

In mid-air, she self-destructed the [Magic Sword] to increase speed.

A blue lightning bolt falls on [Chief Ogre].

[Chief Ogre] died.

She stabbed the [Black Sword] into his head.

Americano, who was bounced off while stabbing it in, barely managed to stand on top of [Chief Ogre]’s head by grabbing it.

She pulled out the [Black Sword] and celebrated her victory.

It was puzzling that the corpse didn’t disappear, but for now she savored this victory.

However,

“…?”

The victory message didn’t appear either.

She was wary in case [Chief Ogre] was still alive, but he still didn’t move at all.

She looked up at the ceiling searching for a message, but only saw the towering log.

Creak creak.