That night, Colben and his group met in the tavern.
They had expected that a little sabotage would be enough.
However, for some reason, the people they paid to mess with the supply chains had failed.
The people trusted the Eterna Script Trading. The various public tests they implemented had worked in Rayven's favor. Their countermeasures were practical and visible after all.
"They're aware of what we're trying to do. If we can't destroy their reputation and can't choke their suppliers, we make the city itself turn on them."
"How?" an older merchant asked.
Although their friend was already going too far, they had already started and couldn't just stop now.
"Let's find legal trouble, or scare their customers home with violence. If people are afraid to carry a pen outside, they won't buy it, even if the pen's good." Colben was already deperat after seeing their sales yesterday…
They didn't even earn five silver coins.
