The Villainess only wants to go home

Chapter 44 - Mask Potion

"Artemis please reconsider. Please I beg of you. I DON'T WANT TO DIE YET" Homura wouldn't stop complaining in my ear, his non injured little paws waved in the air like a child throwing a tantrum.

Like always, I ignored him while he begged and complained.

"Artemis I w-" his voice was cut off by a loud gruesome growl not far from where we were. Homura shut his mouth quickly, his body went cold and stiff.

"mummy" was the last thing he said before his head flung back, and he fainted. Again.

"ahhh~ I could just imagine getting a dragon. No more whining coming from Homura" I smiled just the thought of peace and quietness and not a single complain from the snobby princess fox.

BANG BANG

My thoughts were interrupted by the clangs of metal against metal. I turned my attention to the man that hammered his giant hammer on giant chains. Those chains are defiantly made to contain wild dragons.

Looking around my surroundings now, the stores were mostly smithies, stores containing dragon essentials. Nobles walked around with guards with the nose stuck up high revolted by the dirt in this lower part of society. 'I need to be weary of my identity here. I might bump into a noble that might recognise me' I avoided eye contact by a noble that walked past me, glancing at me for a second before looking forward again. If I didn't have this cloak I would have been recognised already by the amount of nobles and noble woman that walked around these parts.

Even if this place was something an aristocrat would never dare to come it still held the rarest ingredients for potions, the best quality potions, spell books to magic items and weapons sometimes mythical creatures that were captured by hunters are sold here.

According to the novels.

Scratch that thought, my biggest problem is to not get caught by the assassin from black spade. They tend to have a watchful eye around these parts of Argenteum due to the dark users traveling in these areas because of the amount of valuable items they can get their hands on.

I walked along the streets, scanning my surroundings for any followers or pick pocketers that comes my way while slowly making my way to where they sold the dragons.

I couldn't help but admire this place, it resembled Diagon alley from Harry potter but a little bit medieval version of it. There was potions on display, small little creatures that I did not know of and never seen before in my world were being sold as if they were from a pet shop and rare plants that I read in the books from the Glacies library were being auctioned.

I wanted to go check out the potion store very badly. I could stumble upon a potion that will change how I look and then I will be able to roam around freely without having people up my ass every five seconds.

'Should I or should I not?' I pondered over my thoughts 'I wonder if there is a potion for flying? Saves me the trouble of wasting money on a dragon but I actually do want to see a real-life dragon before I return to my world.' Just imagining myself riding on top of dragon hyped me up.

'Fuck it. I'm going in' making up my mind, I marched my to the potion store while looking left and right for any sign of spade assassin and Glacies Knights.

Standing in front of the shop, I gazed up, reading the cauldron shaped billboard swinging back and forth slowly due to the low breeze of the wind.

"Jewel's potion and magic" I mumbled.

Looking through the glass window of the store, I could make out potion bottles stacked up in high shelves and different types of cauldrons with sturdy looking books across the shelves.