The Villainess Wants To Go Home

Chapter 67 - Magicless Human

"Teach me magic"

Elisaria had dropped an extra phoenix feather in her pot of bubbling substance by accident, her eyes

staring at me wide eyed as if I said I was going to fly to the moon or something. "What?" her voice

sounded incredulous.

I leaned my lower half and immediately cupped her wrinkly hand "Can you teach me magic?" I

repeated, staring in her owl-like eyes with determination. Her mouth was wide open as if she couldn't

utter anything from disbelief and confusion.

"Please" I really want to do the water magic the fairies could do. At first it never bothered me if I didn't

know how to use magic because I could fight my way around and I have access to my weapons but

after the witnessing the amazing water magic from the fairies I wanna learn it to.

Diana had water trait and she could have manipulated ice as well, but she never knew how to because

no teachers were assigned to her, so Diana never learnt it and I couldn't rely on her memories to skim

through the basics.

I wanna freeze people or drown them in a ball of water maybe even magically build an ice castle on a

faraway mountain and sing how I'm unhappy in this place and I don't belong here like Elsa did....

Just kidding...Maybe

"I don't teach magic" her words came out venomous as she tugged her hand back. "Especially water

magic" the old witch slammed the glass jar that contained tons of red blazing phoenix feathers that I

was curious on where she got them.

"If ya wanna learn water magic find ya self a water-based magician. Maybe someone from Isvand"

"Thanks for stating the obvious, Miss Elisaria, it's not like I haven't tried to ask a person from my

hometown to teach me and none offered too" the sarcasm came out easily through my lips and I rolled

my eyes, crossing my hands and slamming my but on the chair. Pouting like a child.

My only chance of learning magic while I'm on break is gone.

I glanced back at the witch who was now sprinkling in some green powder in the bubbling substance of

blue that turned red instantly. I tilted my head and eye in curiosity.

"What are you brewing?"

"Scumtumis" she answered, now stirring the pot. I'm seeing a witch brew potion for the first time well

physically not on screen. "I have no idea what that is. Can you explain please?"

I heard a cumbersome hack of agitated annoyance come from her. "It was always peace and quiet

before ya showed up. Always asking this and that never keeping ya mouth shut for a second."

My lips twisted in a scowl, and I narrowed my icy blue eyes glaring daggers at her. "It's not my fault

your stupid ancient house doesn't contain a T.V" I mumbled silently so she couldn't hear me.

"Heh?" she turned her head to face me. "Sorry your old ears can't hear me properly" I said a grin of

mischief crossing my face.

She rose an eyebrow as if she accepted my challenge of who can insult the other until one starts to cry.

"I'm not the one here who can't even use simple magic that even a little kid would know" the mockery of

her voice made me my eye twitch and an irritated smile twisting my lips.

"I rather have no magic than be an old hag in the woods"

Her iris diluted, the eyes of a birds of prey glared at me as if I was it's next meal, she kept her gaze on

me for a while she smacked her lips together when suddenly she let a cackle so loud that it would have

woken up the whole forest.

"I may be an old hag, but I have lived far longer than ya old age would ever" Elisaria pointed her long

bony finger with a long yellow stained nail at me, her face expressed the glory of victory.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, my mind had went blank at the moment.

'She's got a point'.

Elisaria smirked in amusement before continuing to stagger around the pot throwing in whatever

seemed to catch her eyes. "Can you please teach me magic" I nagged her hoping she will give in and

teach me.

"I told ya. I don't teach anyone magic" she slammed the jar on the shelf making the rest of the jars

shake. "Why though? Just teach me how to start off and then I will figure out the rest myself"

Elisaria looked at me as if I was stupid or something. "The elemental magics are all different, Artemis.

They have their own way of functioning the users abilities. Earth mages get their source of power from

the core of the earth, their spiritual source is connected to the earth itself. That's how we are able to

manipulate the traits of earth itself" she explained, her voice old and creaky as ever.

"Earth mages can learn the aspects of earth magic anywhere in Alphyria due to the power source

being in the core of Alphyria however Water mages however are different when coming to learn the

basics and can only learn to manipulate water is to learn it before hand in Isvand, the power source"

my eyebrows dropped down to my eyes, twitching in annoyance as my lips pulled into a scowl.

"If ya wanna learn to control the water ya must go back to Isvand where ya came from." The growl of

annoyance that spat out from her lips got me to narrow my icy blue eyes at her in response

'What is this now? Avatar the last airbender? I ain't going across the world to learn water magic. Nah

**** that shit I'm just going to be a magicless human like I was in my past life'

"Tch, forget I even asked" I crossed my arms and pouted like a little child, angry at the fact that the

author had to make it difficult to learn a certain magic. 'Couldn't it be like a normal learning magic

system like mana? would have made things simpler for me to learn it. Oh well goodbye to drowning

and freezing people then and Hello to slicing their throats again' a long distressful sigh escaped my lips

as I shook my head.

"However, I'm curious on how ya do not know of this straightforward knowledge" I froze, wide eyes with

eyebrows rose up staring into her skeptical eyes. Her brows were creased, and her nose wrinkled,

narrowed eyes that held many questions towards me observed me thoroughly.

"I don't know if you were listening, or my words went through one ear and out the other. No one in my

village wanted to teach a woman, especially me. They never even provided me with basic information

of the concepts of magic either." I spoke with confidence not a single stutter or hesitation to be heard.

Elisaria looked like she believed me again, rising an eyebrow before turning away with a whish of her

cloak. "Ya such a pitiful young lass, aren't ya Artemis"

"Yes, very much I am." I spoke in sarcasm, placing my chin against the wooden table. "Is there any

other way for me to learn" I mumbled to myself, trying to rack through my memories of Diana and the

book itself.

I glanced over back at Elisaria, her long dark cloak that she wore the whole time I was here started to

flow but there was no wind inside neither was the windows or door open to lift it off the ground. I lifted

my head up from the table and gawked at her, she hovered her wrinkly bony hands on top of the

cauldron and started to mumble a chant I could not understand.

The boiling red substance started to bubble even more as it rose to the top, and these fog-like balls

flew out from it. Flying around leaving fog trails behind it before circling around the old witch, yet the

witch however paid no mind to it as she enchanted in the language, I could not translate myself.

Elisaria had closed her eyes and her voice had changed into a young echoing tone, rising her hands

slowly in the air as the red ball of fog began to follow those bony hands.

She continued to chant when her eyes immediately opened, and she whispered a loud unknown

language "Coepihisan" the words hissed out like a snake. It wasn't even a second for me to realise

what happened when the balls of red fog dispersed in different directions as a quick invisible force hit

me, quickly sheltering myself with my arms.

The loud bubbling sounds of the liquid had calmed down and the witch has stopped chanting. It was

suddenly quite with only the faint sounds of flowing water was heard within the room. I peeked out from

my arms to see the old witch waddling her way to the door. "Hey Elisaria, what did you cast?" I called

out to her, but she ignored me and flung open the wooden door with a creek before stepping out into

the light.

"Oi!" I jumped from my seat and ran after her. This witch was sure fast for her age, especially with

those staggering legs of hers.

I nearly slid past the door but grabbed on the door frame before I slid and crashed the empty pot plants

stacked in the corner for some unknown reason. Staggering back up I swiftly ran out the door and

jogged down the cobblestones stairs before reaching Elisaria's side.

"What did you cast?" I said in a huff of breath, the excitement of seeing a witch perform witchery was

so cool. Elisaria continued to dodge my questions, mumbling the same chants over and over again.

'Well, I guess I shouldn't disrupt her just in case she messes up and blames me for it'

I followed her quietly into the forest not uttering a word to the old witch who was busy mumbling the

same chants repeatedly as if the world depended on her to keep chanting or it will stop and explode or

something.

We continued the stone and dirt path until we reached to where Alaric and Demarcus resided. The

green forest wolf was resting upon a giant stone before he perched his head up when we came into

view. Alaric didn't move from his place and continued to stare at us with it's green eyes that resembled

the lushes fresh forest itself.

I put my hand mid air indicating a hello to him and in response Alaric nodded his head. I searched for Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Demarcus, but I couldn't see him anywhere near. I shrugged my shoulders 'He must have went to get a

drink or something'

Glancing back at Elisaria who had swiftly made her way to the middle of the oval grass land, she stood

still under the sun and had her hands spread apart with her palms opened in a bowl as if an invisible

ball rested within her palms.

Slowly making my way to her, I plopped myself on the cool grass in front of her and rested my chin on

my palm, waiting patiently for her to finish her incarnation. She kept reciting the words quietly with

closed eyes.

Being the respectful person I am, I waited patiently and obediently for her to finish so I can ask her my

questions.

Giving my surrounding side glances, I could see the breeze sweep through the trees, sight of all the

flowers and buds on the trees which the breeze carried it's fragrance to freshen the place with the

sweet aroma of fresh flowers. The sun itself was shining brightly this afternoon and it warmed the top of

my head.

'I wonder what Daisuke is up to?'

\~Tokyo Japan\~

A bloody cough escaped Daisuke's mouth, the warm crimson liquid raced down his jaw and onto his

shirt, staining the white blouse to red. His wistful brown eyes stared into the cold demonic steel blue

eyes of the master who was crouched in front of him, the pistol pointed under his chin ready to fire

whenever he said anything that pissed the master off. Daisuke's blood-stained hand was pressed

against the gun shot on his abdomen, the blood rapidly gushing out and making a pool of blood below

him.

Daisuke's brown orbs shifted to Kaido who lay silently on the floor without a single sign of movement to

be seen.

Fumihiro pushed the tip of the gun up to his chin to get the agents attention back on him again "A

traitor is always a traitor" the cold-hearted words escaped out harsh and crude from Fumihiro's lips

easily. "If I see my great agents going behind my back like that again, the next bullet" Fumihiro slowly

moved the pistol to the silver man's head, placing the tip to the side of his head and with push of the

trigger a click was heard, making Daisuke flinch. "Goes through your head" the man's cold warning had

now placed a permanent home in his heart that will make sure he wouldn't step out of line again.

Fumihiro stood up without a single glance towards the two men and strolled out of the room, the room

had seemingly warm up when he left and Daisuke was left leaning against the blood-stained wall of his

own, the defeated eyes staring at the body of his friend.

He opened his mouth to call out his buddies name but all that came out was the splatter of blood.

Daisuke slowly reached his hand out, but the agony of his wound made him wince back and fell to the

ground with grunt. "shit" he felt hot tears fall down his cheek, the lump in his throat blocking the only air

way.

"Kaido" his staggering hand had reached Kaido's shoulder fisting the black material within his palm.

"Don't die on me you bastard"