Bam!
The door of the Eterna Script Trading Store was slammed open, and a red-faced man in merchant robes stormed in.
He was waving a parchment blotched with black streaks.
"This! This is what your so-called 'fountain pen' did to my trade agreement!" He roared.
"Do you call this reliable?"
Hannah froze. Gene's pen halted over the ledger as he heard this.
Rayven wasn't here at the moment, and they must handle this appropriately.
The shop immediately quietened after hearing these allegations.
The red-faced man's yell was definitely a big deal. He was even waving the parchment in his grip like a flag of accusation.
"This contract is ruined!" The man shouted, jabbing a blotched sheet toward Hannah.
"The ink exploded all over it. Your cursed pen did this! My name is stained, my business mocked, and it's your fault!"
That was definitely a harsh accusation for a mistake that should've been made by the writer instead of the pen.
