Misfit At Magic Academy: They Wanted a Godly Summon, Got Me Instead
Chapter 29: Lightbearer vs. Stone Reaper — Round One

Chapter 29: Lightbearer vs. Stone Reaper — Round One

To be honest, I wouldn’t even be here...

Not if I hadn’t gone to the fountain one hour ago and talked to Aimer.

There’s nothing for me to gain from fighting her brother. No real reward. Just credit.

Even his own sister couldn’t talk him out of it.

But after what Aimer told me... I just couldn’t say no.

But before we get to that flashback—

"THREE!! TWO!! ONE!!"

The battle had begun.

I dropped into stance. Sylas leaned forward, shifting his weight onto his hips like a predator about to pounce.

"Didn’t think you had the strength to show up," he said with a smirk. "I watched your last fight. You’re using Light, huh?"

As he spoke, his right arm shimmered—then began hardening. A crust of stone coiled around his skin like armor. The glow of Resonance magic danced in the cracks.

"Resonance fused with Destruction. A playground for creativity."

He straightened his back, chest bare, arms wide.

"Go ahead. Hit me. I won’t stop you."

...He was baiting me. Pretending to leave himself open — testing if I’d forget the no melee rule.

I scoffed. My palm lit up with radiant energy.

I charged.

Two steps. One.

He blocked — forearms crossed, stone cracking under strain.

"Witness the Light!"

BOOM!

A blinding flash. Scalding steam burst from my hands.

I vaulted past him mid-flash, spun behind—and struck his back with another blast.

BOOM!

Point-blank detonation. The blast hurled him across the ring and into the ropes. Dust spiraled.

"Shit," he muttered, staggering upright. "Didn’t know your trick blinds."

The stone on his arms crumbled, falling like sand. But the next second — his entire torso began to glow. Another layer of rock rippled over him like living armor.

This was bad.

Hitting him now wouldn’t do much.

I raised a hand slowly, channeling my light outward. It condensed, sharp and focused — into the shape of a blade. A sword of pure radiance.

I grabbed the hilt of pure energy.

Sylas let out a low whistle.

"Oh? You’re using Meihua’s technique, aren’t you?"

Correct. Professor Meihua had once demonstrated how to fold Light into a volatile shell. I simply refined it — turned that unstable shell into a sword.

I dashed in with a sweeping slash.

WHOOSH!

His forearms blocked it — the stone cracked, but didn’t shatter.

Not enough power.

I jumped back, then unleashed a flurry — each swing slicing the air, clean and precise. But his defense held. Rock splintered, yet refused to give way.

What was I missing?

Sylas’ grin widened. He moved.

Hands came together — spheres of earth formed instantly, then launched like cannonballs.

I dodged the first.

The second slammed into my arm.

CRACK!

Agony surged. My shoulder screamed. I reeled, staggered back — bone out of place.

I could barely move my arm.

He raised his hand skyward.

"Fireball!"

A searing mass of flame erupted from his palm and shot toward me.

I leapt to the side.

KABOOM!

The impact rocked the ring, flames engulfing everything.

Through the smoke, I cast a quick healing spell—forced the bone back into place. My fingers shook.

"How’s the taste of stone, brat?!" he laughed.

Another barrage of rock bullets. I danced between them — one grazed my leg. My knee buckled.

Pain spiked up my thigh.

He slammed both palms onto the ground. The earth bucked, surging upward like a tidal wave.

I limped forward, forcing myself into motion. Every step was fire.

Then I lashed out, lightblade whistling through the air. But he raised his arms again, stone unyielding.

Too tough. I couldn’t break through like this.

I needed a shift. Magic.

He didn’t know I could use more than Light element.

I disengaged. Healed my leg and arm fully. Breathed in. Focused.

Then I charged again, dazzling him with steam bursts, circling around, flickering like a flame in the dark.

Now.

"Ray of Light!"

My palms surged. A sphere swelled — humming, unstable — then unleashed a focused beam of energy.

He jumped, startled — then threw up a wall of stone between us.

But I didn’t stop.

The beam kept drilling, burning, melting rock.

The wall collapsed in chunks. The ray tore through the dust and—

Hit him.

He screamed.

Stone peeled away from his body like crumbling armor. He dropped to a knee, struggling, his breath ragged.

When the light faded, he was almost bare.

His armor... broken.

"Bastard."

He was breathing hard, but there wasn’t a trace of panic in his eyes. Only excitement. Pure, reckless excitement.

Sylas slammed his fist into the ground.

And a second later... the earth trembled.

The arena began to shift.

Stone platforms surged from beneath our feet, violently reshaping the battlefield. And then—I realized the ground beneath me was floating.

The entire arena had transformed into a sky of vertical platforms, some of them hovering mid-air thanks to Resonance Magic.

Sylas created a cluster of stone near the base, choosing to remain grounded—While I was stranded mid-level, suspended between earth and ceiling.

I looked down.

"Flame Burst!" he shouted from below—A pillar of roaring fire erupted upward, chasing me like a wrathful god.

He wanted to roast me alive. Crazy idiot.

I jumped.Leapt from one platform to the next, kicking off just as the flames licked at my boots. At the last second, I dove to the farthest stone island—barely avoiding the searing blast.

The fire kept climbing, but I waited.Waited for the spell to finish.

My palms lit up—lines of radiant energy etched across my skin. I twitched my fingers—

Pew! Pew! Pew!

Rapid beams of light shot from my hands—small, but fast and precise.

Sylas ducked behind stone walls, but not fast enough—a few of my blasts tagged him.

"Tired of playing tag yet?" I smirked. "This new layout? Not really my style."

Suddenly—A whole platform came flying at me.

He had kicked it straight from cover.

I leapt aside, landing hard on a separate island. Sylas began tearing the floating terrain apart and hurling chunks of earth like artillery shells.

Honestly, there’s something really unsettling about having an entire piece of ground thrown at your head...

But I had no time to dwell.

No choice. I had to dive straight at him.

I launched downward, conjuring a sword of pure light mid-fall—slashed through a boulder just as I landed beneath it.

CRACK! THUD!

The earth crashed into the arena floor below.

Only the protective arena barriers kept the spectators from being crushed by falling debris.

Dust exploded across the ring, swirling in thick clouds that choked the air.