Otto Von Heidegger Is Game-Brained – Chapter 43

𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟑: 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧

We part ways with Emily & Robin and everyone returns to the dormitory.

As I’m about to head to my room after parting with Marca, I’m stopped by Alex.

“Where are you going, Otto?”

“I plan to kill time in my room until dinner.”

“In that case, Otto, let’s have tea in the salon!”

“The salon?”

“Yes, everyone kills time in their own rooms or in the salon.”

Feruppo says with an unexplained air of superiority.

“Otto, lunch alone won’t be enough, right? They serve baked sweets in the salon.”

Carl continues.

There’s no way I, even as a glutton, would be swayed by such cheap sweets.

“Alright! I got it, let’s go. There are things I want to talk about regarding magic explanation.”

Really, I’m not just being lured by the sweets!!

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

“Otto, you eat a lot. . .”

“Huff, ham, crunch (What are you saying, Marco? This won’t fill my stomach).”

“O, Otto. You can eat mine too.”

“(Gulp) Sorry, Feruppo, thank you. But the food in the upper-class dining hall isn’t that great in taste, and the quantity is something.”

“Ah, that’s true. It’s just right for me. Carl often complains.”

“When I first arrived, the taste was bland and there wasn’t much, so I often bought food.”

Carl answers with a teacup in his hand.

“You often had hard bread and dried meat.”

Alex talks about old memories.

“I still have it. Me too.”

John points out.

“Eh.”

Feruppo, in a tone of disbelief.

“Feruppo. I also have ten meals stored in magic. Preparation is the key for a soldier.”

“Otto too? I see. . . Maybe I should carry some too.”

Feruppo seems to be deep in thought. Marco puts down his cup and answers.

“I saw Otto taking things out from somewhere, is it storage magic?”

“Yes, it’s life magic. I learned it from a book at home.”

I don’t mention that I bought it from a pushy old lady because it’s hard to explain.

“Life magic, huh? Only servants use it, right?”

Marco is taken aback. “No, you can’t learn magic just by reading a book, right?” Alex interjects, but I ignore it.

“Hmm, all my magic is based on life magic. It’s convenient. I can light a fire, make water, make ice.”

“You can’t make ice with life magic, can you?”

“Alex, is that so?”

“Carl, I was taught life magic by my older sister a long time ago, but I couldn’t make ice.”

“Hey, hey, Alex. You make and throw ice with Ice Javelin, right? You can make ice with life magic too.”

I pour tea from the teapot into the cup, create a sphere of water above it, and cool it down.

When the ice is made, I drop it into the cup and rotate it with magic control.

You can do this because when you make (collect) water with magic, some magic power remains.

It’s convenient because you don’t need a teaspoon.

The sound of ice melting can be heard.

While everyone is taken aback, Feruppo protests.

“Ice Javelin is a high-level magic that not everyone can use!!”

Hmm, cold tea isn’t bad. I put down my cup and ask Marco next to me.

“Marco, is that so?”

I remember that in the game, it was a magic you learn around level 40.

“Yes, I heard that Ice Javelin is one of the passing criteria for court magician apprentices.”

“Otto, can you use it?”

Alex asks.

Hmm, I can use it, but it wasn’t as powerful as I thought.

But I wonder if the Ice Javelin I’m using is the same as the Ice Javelin in this world?

While I was thinking, everyone seemed to take it in a different way.

“Otto should aim to be a court magician after all.”

“No, no, I don’t want to spend my life fighting in a den of intrigue like the court.”

“Really? You seem like you’d get promoted.”

That’s Marco’s opinion.

“Even if I enter the court, I’ll just blow away annoying nobles and officials and get fired.”

“I kind of get it.”

John says.

“Really? There will be superiors you don’t like even in the military.”

“That’s true, Marco. Accidents just happen, so it’s not a problem.”

“Eh. I’m finally about to graduate. If Otto is my subordinate, I’ll be killed.”

“It’s okay, Feruppo. Accidents only happen to slow people. That’s how the world works.”

“Young brother. Can you graduate?”

“Yes. I can somehow manage the academic credits with exams, and if I can get the practical skills, I’ll barely get the graduation credits in the spring.”

“Congratulations, Feruppo.”

“Thank you, Carl.”

“Feruppo, congratulations. Be careful not to get hurt, especially your feet.”

“Thanks, Otto. But when you say it, it feels ominous, so stop it.”

“We seem to be doing okay too.”

“That’s right, Carl. We’ve almost got all our academic credits.”

“If we keep this up, we’ll graduate in the spring and join the army.”

“Eh? Everyone’s going to graduate? What about Otto?”

I answer Alex, who seems to be in a hurry for some reason.

“I’ve just started school. I haven’t done anything.”

“That’s right. But it’s rare to enter school in the middle of the year.”

“Is that so? I just entered because the old man told me to go to school. Well, there’s no point in getting drunk at home.”

“Were you homeschooled?”

“No, I studied on my own. I learned from books.”

“How did you handle the entrance exam?”

“It was an interview with the principal and a professor. Attendance and practical credits are not required, and graduation is judged by submitting a report.”

“Hey, Otto. You can’t do magic by self-study, can you?”

“Everyone says that, but you can manage with spirit and imagination. It’s all an application of life magic.”

“No, you can’t produce lightning with life magic, can you?”

“Lightning is the movement of electrons due to potential difference, so if you create a potential difference in space, it will fly normally, right? Well, if you create a circuit of ionized air heading towards the target, lightning will occur naturally.”

I spread my hands to create a potential difference.

Like Demon Merge-san, I create arc light in both hands.

𝐓𝐋-𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚: 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰

Leave it to me, I’ll handle it here, zapping!!

There’s no problem because the dormitory is not a school!

“No, um, Otto? Is that magic?”

“Did you see it?”

“Yeah, I saw it, but I don’t understand. What’s that structure?”

“My magic is just manipulating the laws of this world with magic, extending from life magic. I plan to quickly join the army after learning unknown magic and alchemy at this academy.”

“I looked directly at the light. My eyes are dizzy.”

“Otto, graduating just by submitting a report, that’s not a student, that’s a research student, right?”

Alex and Marco are surprised. Feruppo is holding both eyes and moaning.

Let’s leave the milk-type brothers out.

“Is that so? I didn’t know that. The principal did say he would allow me to enroll.”

But, a report. . . What should I write? Can I get graduation credits for how to make curry?

“Hey, can Otto graduate anytime? Leaving me behind?”

“Alex, you should take your classes seriously.”

The taller of the milk-type brothers says to Alex.

“I don’t have anywhere to go even if I graduate. I can only be a small official in a corner of the territory.”

Alex becomes sullen.

“Why don’t you aim for a reverse marriage? Aim to be an adopted son-in-law in a court where there are only women.”

Carl makes a proposal with a very low success rate.

“There’s no such convenient marriage. I’m a male of the Duke family, whether I’m rotten or not. There’s no one to match.”

Alex becomes more and more sullen.

“That’s tough. Aim to be a court magician. You’ll be a minister someday.”

“Otto, if I had that talent and brains, I wouldn’t be rotting here.”

“Okay, then catch a merchant’s daughter in town and become a young master.”

John says something good. Indeed, with his face, he would be perfect for seducing a rich daughter.

“There’s no way I can attract such bad guys.”

Alex shouts.

“It’s okay. Beat them up.”

I show my fist and give Alex advice.

That’s right! If you talk with your fists, you can manage.

“When Otto says it, it sounds like he’s really going to do it, so it’s scary.”

Feruppo says. For some reason, Marco next to him agrees.

Hey, I’m not that violent.

“But, Feruppo graduating. . . That’s quite something in two years.”

John praises.

“I worked hard. I was struggling with practical skills, but thanks to Otto, I think I can manage.”

Feruppo speaks proudly.

“Oh, that’s great, Feruppo. But. That’s your ability.”

“It may seem like play to Otto, but it helped a lot. I’m going to make that mug a family heirloom.”

Carl answers, but with that, your descendants will be embarrassed at the treasure appraisal.

“Ah, I was scared I’d have to attend another year.”

John seems quite relieved.

Speaking of which, is the tuition here high? I’m not paying, so it’s okay.

“Well, most people graduate in three years. Alex has been here for four years. You should be able to graduate in the spring, right?”

“I have the academic credits, but I’m not good at practical skills. I was planning to play here more. . .”

Alex is quite dark.

“I’ll graduate in three years. Ah, we can stay here for up to five years. If we can’t do that, we’ll be expelled. We can re-enroll though. . .”

Marco answers.

Hmm, in other words.

“I see, Alex is the senior. Marco, Carl, and John entered in the same year, and then there’s Feruppo.”

Everyone nods.

“I thought Marco would graduate, but I thought Carl and John would do another year. . .”

“That’s harsh.”

“No, it was actually dangerous. I was considering writing a letter to my old man if I had to attend another year.”

“I’ll be alone. . .”

“I’m here, Alex.”

He speaks gently with a proud chest. Don’t forget the smile and white teeth.

“No, if that’s the case, I feel like I’ll be killed.”

That’s harsh, man.

It’s a bit of a shock.

“Oh, it’s my turn, excuse me.”

Alex stands up and heads to the cafeteria.

“Alright, me too.”

“Take care, Nii-san.”

“Good grief, this is going to be a long one.”

“Otto, you can eat my cookie.”

“Oh, sorry, I’ll take it.”

“Ah, you can eat mine too.”

Yes, I stuff my cheeks with cookies with a warm smile.

It’s a regular cookie made by kneading wheat flour with honey & oil and adding herbs and baking it.

“You eat a lot even though dinner is still to come.”

“Ah, no problem, Feruppo. This is nothing, it doesn’t even fill my stomach.”

Feruppo and the milk-type brothers meet eyes in disbelief.

But, I’ve been lacking exercise lately.

I should start the morning menu soon.

The problem is where to do it.

“Carl, do you practice swordsmanship every day?”

“Ah, of course.”

“I’m also doing it with him.”

“Where do you do it?”

“The courtyard of the dormitory is a training ground. It’s okay to use it from sunrise. The rule is to make sure you don’t be late for breakfast.”

“And, don’t make too much noise.”

“I see. . . the courtyard. . .”

Alright, I’ll get up early and train tomorrow.

“Now, it’s our turn.”

“Let’s go, see you.”

“Take care.”

“Does Otto also do swordsmanship?”

“No, I can’t get used to the kingdom’s swordsmanship. I mainly do hand-to-hand combat.”

“Hand-to-hand?”

“Beat them up with bare hands.”

“You can’t win like that.”

“Whether it’s magic, fights, wars, or anything else, you use your head to achieve your goal with what you have. Strike at the opponent’s weakness. That’s the key to victory.”

“That’s not good as a knight, is it?”

“What are you talking about, Feruppo? We’re wizards, not knights. We don’t need to follow the rules of knights. We don’t need to hold back. It’s okay to blast magic from the front, and no one will complain if you attack from behind.”

“I see, that’s right, we’re wizards, sigh, I used to admire knights and thought about joining the army.”

“Well, being a magic swordsman might be interesting.”

“Magic swordsman? Sounds interesting.”

“Probably, in terms of combat power, it would be half-baked.”

“Hahaha, I got it, Otto, okay, it’s my turn, so I’ll go.”

“Yes, take care.”

“Well then.”

Since I’m alone, I magically store the cookies on the table.

The number of storage increases with magic power or level, just like in the game.

Wait a minute? Alex was in the game, but Marco wasn’t. . .

Were the milk brothers there?

There were three NPC brothers without names, a tall one, a short one, and a black-haired short one.

Maybe Marco graduated.

Feruppo started hanging out with Carl & John.

The three brothers are complete.

At the beginning of the school, Alex warned the protagonist who was hostile to me in the game.

“There are rules for commoners and rules for nobles. Face is important for nobles, but don’t go too far. Make a good compromise.”

Was that not a warning to the protagonist from Alex, but a message to the third-party protagonist to “settle it well”?

🩴

In that sense, the protagonist’s admission is next spring. . .

Remember what’s happened so far.

In the game, Otto had a younger fiancée who was a target of conquest.

It was NTR for Otto, but it was after the engagement was broken due to Otto’s mistake.

There doesn’t seem to be such a person.

This might also be admission next spring.

No, I haven’t heard about the fiancée from my old man yet.

It may not have been decided yet.

Or maybe as a result of my actions, there is no engagement at all.

As a result of my actions, the NPC’s three brothers graduated, and I wonder what impact it will have. . .

No, the only one who will be affected is the protagonist.

Is that really all there is to it?

The last student got up from his seat and headed to the cafeteria.

I’m the only one left in the salon.

I get up from my seat and head to the cafeteria.

There’s no point in worrying.

No matter what the result is, I have to break the situation.

Even if it means opposing the protagonist.


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