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Chapter 8: I Didn’t Sign Up for the Tournament… But I Accidentally One-Shot the Final Boss?!
[Scene: Academy Announcement Hall – Morning]
Zephyr was halfway through unclogging a dormitory toilet when the entire magic intercom system roared to life:
“STUDENTS! WELCOME TO THIS YEAR’S GRAND INTERSCHOOL MAGIC TOURNAMENT!”
…What tournament? Zephyr thought, elbow-deep in pipe slime.
Meanwhile, across campus, Drakynia and Arwen were arguing.
“You put my name in the registry?!”
“I thought it was a prank! No one even knows who Zephyr Arclight is!”
They were wrong.
Because when the bracket was revealed on the shimmering crystal board outside the Academy gates…
Tournament Bracket Entry No. 7:
Zephyr Arclight – Affiliation: Custodial Division
Magic Rank: Unknown
Win Chance: ???
Scene: Tournament Day – Arena of Auroria
The stands were packed with cheering students, nobles, even a few royal observers.
Selena narrowed her eyes.
“That janitor doesn’t even have a registered mana signature. This shouldn’t be possible.”
Rosalia whispered reverently.
“It is said in scripture: ‘The one who cleanses the world shall first sweep the floor.’”
Zephyr stood at the edge of the arena in his mop-uniform, sighing.
“I just came to collect the trash bins.”
His opponent?
A thunder-fist brawler from the rival Flamefang Academy — built like a wall and wreathed in lightning.
“You sure you’re not a joke character?” the brawler sneered.
Zephyr adjusted his gloves.
“Nope. But you might be.”
Duel Start!
The brawler lunged.
The sky split with thunder.
He roared, casting Storm King’s Descent.
Zephyr stepped slightly to the left.
WHOOSH! The attack missed completely.
Then Zephyr tapped the ground lightly with the gold-trimmed mop.
FWOOM.
The arena glowed.
Every enchantment collapsed. The brawler was instantly purified of all buffs, energy drained, and fell unconscious.
Silence.
Announcer:
“Uhh… WINNER: ZEPHYR ARCLIGHT… in one move?!”
Reactions:
Selena: “That’s… World-Class nullification magic. He just erased a divine-tier technique with a janitor tool.”
Arwen: (sweating) “I demand a re-match with reality itself.”
Drakynia: “Okay but that mop spin was kind of… cool.”
Rosalia: begins praying aloud
After the Match
Zephyr was already sweeping the stands by the time his name was called for the semi-finals.
He looked up, confused.
“Wait. I have another match?”
End of Chapter 8
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