Otto Von Heidegger Is Game-Brained – Chapter 56

𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓𝟔: 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

I proceed through the desolate town.

On the road, there are men lying down and the wreckage of broken carriages left unattended.

The windows of the buildings are either closed or left broken.

I can’t tell if they are vacant or inhabited.

“This town seems quite rundown.”

“It’s an old town that was deserted, but now it’s like this because of the refugees living here.”

“I see. Are there no shops?”

“There are stalls in the morning, but they are gone by noon.”

As I proceed through the narrow alley and the collapsed buildings,

I come to a block where thick black smoke is rising.

“Originally, there was a blacksmith’s town located away from the residences to prevent fires, but it was left behind when the king a few generations ago built a new town.”

“I see. So, that’s the bullion shop.”

Near the entrance of the town, there is a building with a large storefront.

It’s on a corner, with goods lined up in the back.

The back seems to be more lively than the front.

“Yes, they supply metals necessary for the army and the kingdom. It seems that the back is where they deliver goods and where small craftsmen and blacksmiths buy them.”

I go to the back and call out to a young clerk.

“I want to see the bullion for swords.”

“Yes, what would you like?”

I’m being stared at.

Well, my clothes are definitely out of place.

“First, show me the bullion made from iron sand and the bullion from the imperial factory.”

“Yes, please wait. I will bring the samples.”

He brought two boards about the size of A3, connected by a hinge, which spread out to the size of A2.

On the green felt inside, metal pieces were stuck, with nameplates underneath.

I search one by one.

Oh, it says “Mithril”.

It’s just stainless steel.

“Oh, you have Mithril too?”

“I’m sorry, but we don’t know when it will be in stock.”

Well, that’s to be expected.

But, stainless steel. . .

I wonder if there’s a chromium deposit somewhere.

“Tell me for reference, where was this Mithril made?”

“I heard it was made in the Dwarf Kingdom beyond the Northern Mountains.”

Dwarves appeared as NPCs in the game.

I see, I’d like to see a real dwarf.

I wonder if the women also have beards?

“I heard rumors that they still have the technique to make Adamantite.”

Adamantite. . . I wouldn’t be surprised if it was a titanium alloy or an aluminum alloy.

“I see, that sounds interesting, but I can only process this bullion. How much is this?”

I point to the purest iron. It’s iron sand from some river.

“I’m sorry, but all our stock is reserved. We don’t know when the next shipment will be.”

“I see. . .”

They might not want to sell the good stuff.

Well, I can refine it with magic.

Considering that, it seems better to buy a large amount of pig iron with a lot of impurities and refine it according to the purpose.

“Hmm, that’s a problem. Then I’ll buy pig iron.”

“Pig iron?”

“Yes, you have it, right? The iron used for casting.”

“We do have it, but. . .”

“I’ll buy as much as I can with this.”

I handed over five gold coins.

The surprised clerk.

“I’ll prepare it right away!!”

I watch the back of the clerk as he goes back.

“Alright, I’ve finished my negotiation here!!”

“That’s good.”

“I have no idea what they’re selling.”

Carl and John respond indifferently.

The other Misoccus also seem bored.

“Then I’ll show you something a little less boring. This is Mithril.”

I point to the whitest silver plate on the sample table.


The surprised Misoccus.

Even Alex and Marco are looking at it with envy.

“Is this. . . for sale?”(Carl)

“It seems to be sold out.”

“Can I touch it?”(John)

“You must not touch the dancer.”

“Hey, Otto, can’t you make a sword with this?”(Alex)

“If I can get the materials.”

“I wish I could have it someday.”(Marco)

“No, it’s just “stainless steel”.”

It’s not even SUS410. No, the other world is cheating.

“”SUTE. . .”?”(Marco)

“Oh, sorry. Can’t you make it if you have the materials? Well, it seems the dwarves are mining it.”

“That’s impossible. They say there are only stubborn people beyond the northern mountains.”

“Feruppo. You know a lot.”

“Well, it’s just from books. . .”

Feruppo blushes for some reason.

“He was always reading stories.”

“I see, he’s surprisingly a “fanboy”. No, a man can’t succeed without such dreams.”

“”MI”? What’s that?”

“The goods are ready. Please come this way.”

The clerk came back.

I follow the clerk to a corner of the warehouse.

The Misoccus follow in a line.

“This is the product.”


There’s a lot. 

What’s a lot, you ask? Iron ingots are stacked up. 

Even if I roughly calculate the width 1m, height 1m, and depth 2m, it’s about 15 tons, right?

I pick one up. It’s heavy, about 12kg? I search it. 



Search results


𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐥: Iron

𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭: Mass-produced iron (Iron: 84.8% Carbon: 5.5% Sulfur: 3.4% Silicon: 2.2% Chromium: 1.2% Others: 2.8%)


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

Yeah, there’s a lot of impurities. 

If I make a casting with this iron, it will crack. 

I tap it with the handle of a knife. 

The sound is bad. 

“This is terrible pig iron, it’s close to pig iron. Don’t you have any better iron?”

The clerk’s face turns pale. 

“I’m sorry. This is the only iron we can offer right now.”

“Otto, what’s wrong?”

John asks. He doesn’t seem to understand the difference. 

“There are too many impurities. It’s okay because there’s no copper in it.”

Wait, there’s chromium, so can I refine about 10kg of stainless steel?

If I have enough magic power. 

The clerk starts to sweat. 

This is the face of a liar. 

“Even if I make a casting with this, it will only crack.”

“Um, shall we give you a discount?”

“If you’re going to give me a discount, bring out more iron of this class.”

“Yes, yes, then. How about this iron as well?”

He points to a pile of ingots next to him. 

It’s quite small. It’s a pile of 80cm square. About 4 tons?


I tap it with the handle of a knife. 

Yeah, it’s a good sound. 


Search results


𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐥: Iron

𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭: Mass-produced iron (Iron: 89.8% Carbon: 4.6% Chromium: 2.4% Sulfur: 1.4% Silicon: 1.2% Others: 1.6%)


“Yeah, it’s a decent sound. You should have brought this out from the start.”

“No, we only have enough stock for three gold coins.”

What is it? Iron is surprisingly cheap. 

“Then I’ll take both.”


“Both. How much is it in total?”

“Eh, yes, how about 7 gold coins in total?”

“Good. Then I’ll add 2 gold coins.”

I take it out of my pocket as if I’m taking it out of storage. 

The clerk who receives it. 

“I have received it. How would you like to receive the goods?”

“I’ll take it home.”


I store everything, ignoring the surprised clerk. 

I was indeed dizzy. 

I don’t show it on my face. 

Oh, the GUI displays “Iron 1 3,200 pieces” and “Iron 2 1,250 pieces”. 

Storing something of the 20-ton class is indeed tough. 

The clerk is stunned, looking at the section that has disappeared. 

“I’ll come back to buy more when I run out.”

I left the bullion shop leisurely.

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