Fantasy Moon Jewelers had a sign hanging at the entrance that read, "Store Reorganizing, Temporarily Closed."
But the owner, Melissa, was sitting behind the counter, entertaining a guest at this moment.
"Your novel was put on hold this issue, what happened? That's not very professional," Melissa waved a magazine called "The Adventurer" in her hand, "Writing should be the only thing you third-rate authors are passionate about, right?"
"Constipated stage, it's always the most painful when lacking inspiration, only able to squeeze out a bit of dull residue."
Across the counter, the author of "The Hound Knight," a fantasist who last visited Melissa, was puffing on a pipe.
"You've made so many trips to the Northern Continent, is it interesting to gather material from the frontier?" Melissa asked.
