Otto Von Heidegger Is Game-Brained – Chapter 7

𝐈𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕: 𝐈𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧

When I pass through the gate of the mansion, a heavy atmosphere suddenly weighs down on me.

No, it might be tension.

The gatekeepers are lined up.

I’m a familiar face.

Occasionally there are faces I don’t recognize, but it’s impressive, the result of the head butler’s training.

I’ve never been stopped.

When I enter the mansion, the head maid greets me.

I hand over the deer’s shoulder and thigh.

“This is today’s catch, please serve it for dinner.”

“Yes, understood.”

The young maid who received it falls to the floor, but I don’t mind.

After taking a bath and sweating, it was time for dinner.

Unusually, dinner was in the large dining hall.

Is there some kind of celebration?

However, the only ones sitting at the long table are me and the Old man.

The main dish is a rib steak made from the deer.

“Otto, you’ve hunted well.”

“Yes, I was fortunate to have a good hunting guide.”

The Old man cuts the main deer rib and brings it to his mouth.

“Didn’t you catch it?”

“The ambush was set by the head hunter, I found it, and the finishing blow was by the apprentice hunter, Tappo.”

“I see. That’s a shame.”

“Yes, it was a team hunt. We all shared the meat. We encountered a wolf on the way back, but we repelled it.”

“A wolf, you say? That’s right, there are wolves in the forest, so I didn’t let you in until you grew up.”

“Yes, it was a gray wolf. Well, it wasn’t a big deal.”

“A Gray Wolf!!”

The Old man stands up in surprise. Let’s eat slowly.

“We were surrounded by five, but we killed or injured four and one escaped.”

“I see, you defeated them.”

The Old man sits back down in his chair.

“Yes, one escaped. It’s a shame.”

“What did you do with the wolves you defeated?”

“I left them with the hunters. The apprentice hunter, Tappo, killed one with a single shot from his bow. He’s quite skilled.”

I praise Tappo. Well, it’s actually difficult to hit a moving target.

“I see, that’s good.”

“Yes, we were lucky.”

We eat the meat in silence.

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

I received permission from the Old man to freely enter the forest.

After that, I went into the forest many times with Tappo and hunted for meat. I wore a Gray Wolf hat.

It’s a meat paradise.

I learned much later that it’s not uncommon for a small village to be wiped out overnight by a few Gray Wolves.

Where is the pride of primates if a hundred people can be wiped out by wolves?

It’s strange, in games, a Gray Wolf is a monster that kills you if you encounter it at Lv1, but you can win whistling at Lv5.

Is the balance different from the game?

I punch a rock.

I search and treat my fingers, which have been broken many times, to reattach the bones.

With this, I’ve managed to form a healing magic.

In Isaji’s country, even the mysteries of life have been unraveled, but for some reason, there is no magic.

DNA treatment. . . truly a divine work.

I don’t go that far, but knowledge of the skeleton, muscles, heart & circulation, digestive organs, and body fluids is wonderful.

Even if it’s broken, I just search, fix the flesh like kneading clay, create the shape of blood vessels and nerves, and heal the tissue with magic.

Even if my arm is gone, it will probably grow back.

Even if the bone breaks and pierces the skin, it will heal as before! No, it’s enhanced.

I’ve gotten used to the pain.

“Fuhahahahaha!!”

I must be releasing dopamine from the pain.

The castle soldiers, trembling, were watching me punch the rock from the shadows, but I didn’t notice.

One day, the Old man called me.

I head to the Old man’s office, leaving my morning routine halfway.

I knock and enter when I get a response.

“Good morning, Father.”

“Otto, you’re as usual.”

“Yes, I was busy with my morning training.”

“The thing is. . .”

The Old man seems to have difficulty saying something, where has his usual dignity gone?

“Yes!! What is it?”

“Your maid wants to quit.”

“Oh. Then find a replacement.”

“No, there is no replacement. Your eccentric behavior is known throughout the territory, so there are no candidates.”

“Hoho, I’m somewhat interested in my eccentric behavior, what kind?”

“Things like breaking rocks with your bare hands. Breaking the neck of a Gray Wolf. Rumors of that sort.”

“Hahaha, such lies are spreading? I can’t do that yet, but I’ll try to break it in the near future.”

I show him my clenched fist while laughing.

The Old man rubs his temple.

“That’s why, buy one.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’ll write a letter of introduction. Buy a maid you like from the slave trader.”


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