"Change your clothes!"
"What's wrong?" Harper asked, confused at his sudden outburst.
"It's hideous!" Matthew unconsciously turned his head around. The truth was that it wasn't because the clothes were too
repulsive but Harper would draw a lot of people's attention in those clothes. There was a possibility that they would be caught as
soon as they entered the capital. It was not until then that Matthew realized how a beautiful appearance could sometimes bring
some trouble.
Harper glared at Matthew before asking, "Did you just say that I'm hideous?"
"It's not you! I said the clothes are ugly!" Matthew explained or rather yelled. He didn't feel at ease while looking at those clothes.
He could not understand why the citizens of the South Kingdom wore such kind of garments. They were bearing their arms and
legs, and even their waists were very much exposed. It might be wrong but Matthew wanted to keep his wife's body to himself.
When Harper looked at the awkward expression on Matthew's face, she finally understood why he was acting so weirdly. "You
know, these clothes are actually very conservative. I had worn more revealing ones before. So it doesn't matter."
"No way!" Matthew stubbornly insisted, becoming more upset as the conversation went on.
"We are going to sneak into the capital of the South Kingdom. If we don't wear their clothes, we're going to fail."
"I would rather fail!"
Harper's head was pounding. Finally, she came up with an idea to resolve their difference. She put on a cloak and covered her
whole body with it. With that, Matthew decided to move forward although he was very much reluctant.
Since both of their faces were too recognizable, they each took a disguise pill. It could change their appearance and make their
faces look like other citizens'. When they were among the crowd, they blended so well that no one would be able to identify them
easily.
It was only then when the discontent in Matthew's heart was finally gone. But still, he carefully kept an eye on Harper's cloak.
Whenever a small part of her skin was exposed, he would quickly stretch out his hands to adjust the cloak. Needless to say, it
made Harper feel quite helpless.
The couple disguised themselves as merchants of medical supplies and entered the capital of the South Kingdom with ease.
Then, they found an inn to stay at. The capital was bustling from every corner. There were vendors, merchants as well as local
people who were bargaining with the vendors.
Looking at the boisterous crowd, Harper commented, "The busy crowds are only seeking their personal interests."
"Didn't you always say that there are no everlasting enemies, only everlasting interests? How about we explore the capital
tonight?" Matthew suggested while slipping his arms around her waist from behind.
Harper shook her head. The capital was too big for them to explore. It would not be easy for them to find Francis in that way. She
thought that they should settle in first, getting familiar with their surroundings and finding out how much they were limited when it
came to resources. Now that Francis had lured them here, he must certainly know what she cared about, so he would definitely
give them some clues.
Suddenly, Harper's sight fell on a woman with a veil on her face. She could only see a vague figure but Harper thought that she
was so beautiful that she actually looked like a fairy.
However, every time a beautiful woman went outside by herself, she would always encounter one or two perverts. While the
woman was looking at the stalls of medical supplies on both sides of the road, she unexpectedly bumped into someone.
"Ouch!" The man who deliberately bumped into the woman grabbed her hand and rubbed it to his chest. "You really hurt me right
here!"
"Let go of my hand!" the woman yelled at the man with a deep frown on her face.
Ignoring what she said, the man told her, "Pretty girl, you don't need to wear a veil when you're outside." The man then reached
out to remove the woman's veil. But before he could do so, his hand was stopped by another hand which quickly twisted it. He
immediately cried out in pain.
"How dare you harass a lady in the light of day?!" Harper exclaimed. When she exerted more strength to her hand, the man gave
a more painful cry. The man pitifully replied, "It's all my fault, madam. I'm sorry. Release me, please."
Harper frowned in disgust and pushed the man forward, making him fell to the ground. It was not until then that his servants
came to their senses and ran to help him. "How dare you hit our master?!"
"Your master?" Harper sneered, ignoring the man and his servants. However, as soon as the man was free, he quickly reached
to his pockets and was about to throw poison at the two women. Harper immediately stood in front of the woman. When she
waved her sleeve, the poison ricocheted and was directly thrown back to the man.
"Oh, my face!" the man screamed in horror. His servants were so scared as well that their faces turned deathly pale. The man
fell down on the ground once again while he continued to scream. The servants looked at Harper and quickly realized that they
were not a match for her. Therefore, they carried the man away in their arms and screamed, "Just wait and see!"
"Indeed, I will wait and see!" Harper snorted. Then, she turned around to look at the woman behind her. "Miss, are you okay?"
"Thank you, madam. I'm fine," the woman said. She then noticed that Harper was wearing a bun for a married woman so she
figured that she had a husband already. "That man is the son of a courtier and you hurt him for my sake. I'm afraid that his family
won't let go of you. You'd better leave as soon as possible."
"Don't worry about me. They can try with everything they get to hurt me but it takes more than skills to do that," Harper said with
a small smile. She then turned around and walked towards the inn as if everything that just happened were nothing.
The woman stared at Harper's receding figure. She didn't want Harper to suffer an unexpected problem because of her, so she
turned around and headed for the mansion of a courtier. In an instant, her eyes turned into something more intense. She then
thought to herself, 'How dare he disrespect me, the Holy Maiden of the country? If I didn't teach him a lesson this time, he would
think that he could just do whatever he wants.'