Rebirth vs. Rebirth Tragedy to Triumph

Chapter 136 You Can’t Write

The shop owner stroked his beard and said, “You’re too naive.”

He stepped out from behind the counter, and his scholarly aura was in full display. “My pens are unparalleled in the country! No one would dare claim otherwise.”

Wow!

He had confidence!

I

77%8

Finished

“Many people want to buy my pen, but I only sell it to those who can truly write. If they can impress me, I’ll give the pen away for free.

Sophia responded, “That’s great! Hand me the pen and ink. I’ll write for you!”

Violeta observed the situation sceptically. From her perspective, it was clear that the pens the shop owner brought out were exquisite. Those were handmade pieces, certainly not comparable to ordinary ones.

They also appeared to be stamped, but the seal was too small for her to read clearly.

Such bold claims–could this man be a renowned master hidden in the small town?

“Sophia, can you write with a quill pen?”

Sophia nodded confidently and said, “Of course. I’ve practiced calligraphy for six years. Let me try.”

A young assistant emerged from behind a screen, carrying ink and pens..

Violeta noticed a faint, lingering fragrance in the air as she ground the ink, which most likely came from the ink itself.

“Is this Sable Ink?”

turned and looked at Violeta

You have good eyes. Yes, this is one of the four famous inks, Sable

It was well–liked for its dark, glossy colour that does not fade over time, and

by weight, such a precious item was quite expensive.

this ordinary shop, they casually brought out a piece of Sable

shop and the

gravity of the situation. She picked

dipped it in ink

had indeed practiced. Her

person to achieve such proficiency with a brush

1/3

19 Jun

You Can’t Write

writing her name on the

she asked,

nodded and praised, “Pretty good.”

it and

the ink back! What a waste of

the two

9.77%

Finished

exploded. “What do you mean by scrawl? If this isn’t writing, what is? Your standards

know how much this pen costs? If my standards

The name sounded

place

face turned beet red from the shopkeeper’s scolding. Furious, she placed the brush on the table and grabbed Violeta’s wrist. “Let’s go, Violeta!

waved them off disdainfully and said, “Go on then. Free? As if I’d

Violeta out of the shop before she could say

Sophia

he called

calm down. Maybe his standards

had intended to try her hand at writing.

away before she got the chance.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255