The Villainess Wants To Go Home

Chapter 32 - Blacksmith

The man stopped what he was doing and looked at me with hawk like eyes causing Homura to shriek

at the sight of his piercing eyes.

"Please tell me we aren't going in there" he swallowed in fear.

"Hello sir" I rose my hand as a greeting, in response he spat aggressively at the floor. "bleh" Homura

stuck his tongue out in disgust.

He shoved his dirt stained in his pocket and took out a handkerchief and started to wipe his sweaty

forehead as he approached me.

"What business does a lady in cloak have with a blacksmith?" he rose an eyebrow in curiosity and

crossed his hands still a little irritated for getting interrupted.

"Can we please leave" Homura shivered, his eyes darting to the blades in display, the hundreds of

bows stacked on top of each other in the corner.

The blacksmith lowered his back, inspecting the trembling fox in my hands as he stroked the little facial

hair he possessed.

"A fox hey" he said. "that's odd"

"ODD! WHO ARE YOU CALLING ODD? YOU OLD, DIRTY AND STINKY HUMAN" Homura growled at

him in anger, offended by the blacksmiths words but in his ears Homura sounded like a normal fox

howling at him.

A low chuckle escaped his mouth. "a feisty little one".

I laughed awkwardly. "hmmm" he walked off back to a table in the far corner filled with his tools.

I followed in. "Hey, HEY DON'T GO IN" Homura yapped still trembling, it didn't look like Homura was

fond of weapons.

"I've seen many types of weapons to elvish blades to regular swords" he continued "And I have forged

many weapons throughout my life I've been a blacksmith." He was rummaging through the desk

searching for something. I wonder what it was.

"To axes, swords, spears to maces but never have I created such a weapon to sword like that" he

pointed at my Katana attached to my waist. I moved my cloak to give him a better look.

He stared at it in astonishment and then to look away and go through his things looking for whatever he

was searching for.

"The extraordinary design of a curved single bladed sword, and the lightness of the handle but curious

to why only one side is sharp while the other is blunt." He stopped searching for whatever he was

looking for and just stood there with his hands on the table and looking down at something.

I listened carefully, feeling proud at my people for creating such a unique sword.

"The first time I made such a weapon was for a noble lady not so long ago" the blacksmith tone

darkened, "Now I'm wondering where you came to hold a possession that belongs to the Glacies

household" he looked back staring at me with suspicion in written in his eyes.

I stared back from inside my hood.

"I don't know what his talking about, but can we leave I feel like my fur is falling out. I'm going to be a

fur less fox by the time you're done" Homura whispered. "Homura will leave when I'm done doing what

I came here for" I whispered back.

He groaned angrily. "Sadistic human".

"Talking to the fox won't help" he crossed his arms gazing upon the fox. Homura sneered at him. "I

already hate this human to the bone"

I gritted my teeth; I wasn't going to reveal myself to him so he can lay off the suspicious looks. God

knows if he will go around spreading rumours about Diana coming into town and into a blacksmith shop

for weapons.

"That doesn't concern you" I hissed.

"No, your right it doesn't concern me. I'm the one who forged the weapon not the one who brought it"

he shrugged laying back a little. "But if the household of Glacies discover that their possessions are

getting stolen by thieves wouldn't that get you in trouble"

Smirking behind my hood I placed Homura down on a chair not far from here.

I approached him with a grin. He stood firmly with his hands crossed, not single sign of terror was

written on his face or in his eyes.

Standing an inch away from him I spoke "I promise it won't happen" I patted his shoulder.

The blacksmith narrowed his eyes at me. "So, if I were I would keep my nose out people's business

and continue on my life unless you prefer to live 6 feet deep under for the rest of your life"

A look of bitterness swept across his face. "Are you threatening me?"

"Threaten. No." I shook my head. "Just a warning" I smiled.

"Speaking of making" taking a pouch out from pocket and opening, I took a gold coin out.

"You forge something for me by tomorrow and this gold coin is all yours" I twirled the shiny gold coin in

between my fingers, his eyes turned into dollar signs, but he quickly shook his head.

"I already got enough gold to last me my whole lifetime and enough for me to retire thanks to Lady

Diana" he cleared his throat.

'You mean thanks to me'

"But I'm a blacksmith not a businessman" he said. I smiled in victory. Patting his shoulder, I said "That's

what I thought"

Taking out the piece of paper form inside my obi I handed it to him. He looked at it, examining it.

I drew the needles I needed while waiting for Ariana to arrive.

"If you need needles go to a tailor, I'm sure they will love to spare you some to use" he mocked giving it

back to me.

I felt rising in my chest as boiling fury swelled inside of me.

"Oi calm down. We don't want to make a scene" Homura called out. I looked behind myself to see

Homura laying on the dirt floor waiting for me to come, looking back I saw people walking by.

Homura is right, I don't want to cause a scene.

"I'll double the pay if you make them" I bargained with him again.

"Please it's very important" he shuffled his head and sighed. "Fine"

I beamed with joy. I thought it would have been hard to deal with him, but it was easy then I thought.

"Thank you" I handed it back to him and he took it.

"I'll be done by tomorrow. Come collect them in the afternoon" he explained.

I nodded and walked off, scooping Homura on my way out.

"And lady Diana" I froze in shock; I swear my jaw nearly dropped to the floor. 'How did he know?'

I slowly turned my head to see him looking at me with a serious expression. "It would have been easy if

you have introduced who you really were" he bowed his head in courtesy.

"...." I looked down at the confused fox. "Sorry but I was only trying to lay low" I explained. He must

have seen through my hood.

"I see" he went back to what he was doing before I came along. "Be careful out there. It's not a safe

place for a noble lady to be walking around especially with the dark users out there".

I didn't utter another word and left him.

His right, I need to be careful with the dark users, especially with this body and I can't use magic either

not like Diana ever could.

"Lady Diana, Huh. What are you some high-level human?" he said. "I thought you said your name was

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'Telling this fox won't matter, would it?' I stared down at the fox who had a resting face as an

expression. "Hey, I'm talking to you don't ignore me" he barked.

"My real name is Diana Glacies, but I go with the name Artemis Ray" it would be safe I don't reveal my

real self to anyone even to animals. He squinted his eyes at me searching for the lie but looked away

right after.

"Whatever. It's not like I care anyway" he mumbled then to curl into an orange fluff ball.

"I'm going back to sleep" his mouth opened, and he yawned.

I let him sleep while I navigated myself through the crowds in search of a craftsman that will make

needle wrist holders.

Then after that I will go buy myself traveling bags, food, and medical equipment.

When my shopping is done, I will go stay at an inn for the night.

That's my schedule today. Just pray to God Marcus doesn't sent out a search party for me when he

returns home.

'God let me go through this shit peacefully'