Otto Von Heidegger Is Game-Brained – Chapter 30

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟎: 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦

I let the considerably exhausted Robin guide me.

We head towards the first training ground.

I parted ways with the loli in front of the cafeteria.

I told her, “You can go back to the dormitory to change clothes. If you don’t feel like it, you can wait in the dormitory.”

She replied, “I will attend the afternoon class.”

It was a reassuring response.

I’m glad, it seems she has found the vitality to live without despairing.

The bell should ring soon.

A line was forming for the examination.

Everyone was hitting fireballs against the iron pole in the corner of the wide ground.

“Number 35, Morris!! Here I go! Fireball.”

Ah, that won’t do. The energy convergence is low, you need to refine your magic power more.

“Yes, number 35 is disqualified, next.”

“Number 38, Boden! Here I go!! Fireball!”

What’s this, isn’t there enough heat?

At least, the fireball goes straight to the iron pole and is engulfed in flames.



The students are in an uproar. Boden, who is striking a victory pose.

“Yes, number 38 passed! Next.”

“. . .”

I’m urged by the instructor.

“Hey, next.”

Huh? Was I in line?

Before I knew it, I was at the front of the line.

Well, it’s just a fireball. It’s not a big deal.

“Otto von Haedecker, here I go.”

I concentrate the heat in my left hand. It’s important to accumulate enough heat to saturate the target here.

Aim for 10,000 degrees.

Target is the iron pole in front.

The GUI reticle locks onto the target.

The energy I fired hits the iron pole, it glows white-hot, and bends like candy.


I strike a victory pose, but everyone is silent.

“Ah~ what’s your student number?”

“I wasn’t informed of a number. I’m student Otto von Haedecker.”

The instructor, with furrowed eyebrows, flips through a few documents and seems to understand on his own.

“Ah, I see. Yes. I understand.”

The instructor’s tension is low.

“Ah, the target is ruined, so the next number will be tested on the target next to it.”

“Um, instructor, I want to take the next test too.”

The instructor makes a troubled face.

He scratches the back of his head with the end of his pen.

“You can freely shoot at that rock over there.”


What is this, this feeling of alienation?

Even the teacher is ignoring me.

Anyway, I fire a mega particle cannon at the big rock 30M in front of me.

It’s serious mode without effects.

The rock that was hit emits intense infrared radiation and melts.

Yeah, half of it is left a little off. It’s an amazing amount of heat.

A part of the melted part has turned into a black-red liquid and is boiling.

The magic that pierced through hit the brick wall behind it and the surface melted and fell like candy.

Hmm, it’s hard to hold back.

If I don’t hold back a little more, everything around me will turn into charcoal.

I construct an amplitude amplification ring and squeeze out light.

Yeah, I’m carving the rock nicely.

The good thing about optical weapons is that they don’t leave any residue.

It just boils the surface and turns it into glass.

With this, I can barely pierce through about 1.5 people wearing armor.

It can also handle fat people.

However, this game has a lot of handsome characters, so the only fat characters are me and the evil minister of the empire.

10 seconds have passed and the ring disappears due to friction.

I need to somehow extend the continuous firing time.

Then I can move forward while burning all enemies in 360 degrees.

It will be much easier in the monster encounter festival in the second half.

🔹𝘈𝘸𝖊𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮 ― 𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 “𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴” 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴🔹


Oh, it seems a student has succeeded.

Everyone is raising a cheer of admiration.

The student who seems to have succeeded is striking a victory pose.


I see.

So that’s a Firestorm. . .

I didn’t see the activation, but I roughly understand.

It’s like a fire tornado.

All you need to do is create an updraft with a heat source and keep supplying oxygen with the wind.


The target is a rock, so it’s not combustible.

Aim for!! One billion degrees!!

I put my spirit into it, create a heat source with magic power, and hit the target.

I forcibly direct the explosive force of the superheated atmosphere upwards.

Yes!! It’s the power of the spiral!!

A strong updraft is created at the center of the target, and the atmosphere is heading towards the center. It’s a great suction power.

If it were combustible, it would continue to burn when exposed to high temperatures.

All the students are clinging to the ground and enduring the wind.

This is why lightweights are. . .

I walk leisurely.

I report to the instructor,

“Instructor, student Otto von Haedecker. I have successfully performed Firestorm!!”

The trees on the side of the experimental field are pulled out of the ground with a sound and sucked in and burned out.

“I got it!! Stop it!!”

“Should I leave it as it is?”

“Stop it right now!!”


I wrap the target in a vacuum tube with magic power and stop the suction.

Since it’s only circulating inside the tube, the heat is trapped.

I shrink the tube as it is, create a high-temperature ball, and trap the heat in a different space. (I was able to do this because I deciphered the scroll of storage magic.)

The white ball of light turns into a black ball and disappears in an instant.

“I stopped it.”

The rock has completely disappeared and the ground is still boiling with heat.

If left alone, it would probably just cool down and turn into dirty glass or basalt.


“Student Otto von Haedecker! I forbid you to use magic in this class until I say it’s okay!!”

“Do you want to practice Wind Cutter after this?”

“Wait until I call you!!”

Oh well, there’s nothing to do.

Well, I guess I’ll just observe.

There’s a bench in the back, so I sit down.

I sit and watch the students.

Ah, the weather is nice today.

I wonder what’s for dinner?

It seems that the Wind Magic exam has started.

I see, everyone is starting with Wind Cutter.

There are many who fail.

Even though it’s called a cutter, it’s just hitting with high-pressure air.

No one is reaching 1 MPa.

At least output about 30 MPa.

Wind Storm was just manipulating the wind to create a tornado.

If you use the updraft, you should be able to get more power.

It seems that almost everyone has finished the exam.

Well, some students had the final exam in the next practical.

Everyone in the class seems to be able to use Wind Cutter.

Half of the students went up to Wind Storm.


“Student Otto von Haedecker, start the exam.”

I slowly walk up, called by the instructor, under everyone’s attention.


The students’ expressions are very stiff.

“The target is that rock.”

It’s a bit far, about 50m.

Even in a world of swords and magic.

The main role of long-range attacks on the battlefield is the bow.

But there are many crossbows.

There are normal bows, but I’ve never seen a longbow.

Hunter Tappo said, “The appropriate length is to extend your dominant arm to the center of your body.”

So, it’s almost never attacked from 100m away in the plains.

“Otto von Haedecker, here I go!!”

I spread both hands and form a cylindrical cylinder with magic power up to the target.

I cut off the air, pull it from the front, and release the high-pressure compressed air just before the target.

The shock wave is transmitted well to the rock, so it turns into fine pieces.

The fragments that have turned into fine pieces stop at the brick wall behind at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

It’s far away, so it looks like dust is swirling up.


I strike a victory pose. I must have reached 100 MPa!

“What was that?”

The instructor asks in astonishment.

“That was Wind Cutter. Next, I’ll go for Storm!!”

Alright! I’m going for a big one~♪

“Wait, I’ll pass you.”

The instructor is in a hurry.

“No, no, the real show is about to start. I’m going to hit a big one.”

“Student Otto von Haedecker, the exam is over. You passed.”

“Yes, I understand.”

I feel somewhat unsatisfied.

The classmates who are in a daze, the brick wall collapses with a sound and they seem to have come back to their senses.

I’ve done too much.

Let’s try to cover it up for now.

“Ah, I should do it in a wider place so as not to cause trouble.”

Everyone nodded.


I fixed the collapsed brick wall with earth magic.

It was quite thick, but it must have broken because it was old.

I should strengthen it overall.

I hit it with the handle of a knife.

Yeah, it sounds like metal.

It should at least withstand nuclear fusion.

The melted bricks were only on the surface, so I left them as they were.

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