Chapter 542 Matthew The Demon (Part Two)


    Harper nodded. They couldn''t leave the River City if they didn''t find the murderer, because the killer


    might attack Alexander again after they left, and they couldn''t stay here to guard him forever.


    "Watch out!" Matthew shouted in warning abruptly, and extended out his arm to pull Harper to him by


    her waist. They both turned around to escape the sudden attack, and when they turned their eyes


    back, they saw that a row of darts had pierced the ground silently where they had just been standing.


    "Attack!" Following thatmand, the assassins closed in on them without saying another word. In a


    sh, they surrounded Fred with absolute ease. Their leader wore a blood-red robe and his face was


    covered by a mask of savage appearance. He looked very much like a devil from hell.


    "Marquis Scarlet." Matthew uttered the name. Staring at the killers facing him with his fierce eyes,


    Matthew felt that he had seen through the enemy''s disguise without a doubt. Moments ago, it was only


    his guess that the Scarlet Devils was involved in this dark business. Now he had no doubt that the


    organizationmitted Alban''s murder.


    "Your Highness," Marquis Scarlet greeted him in a low voice, "I have heard that you are a skilled


    fighter. I would like topete with you."


    Matthew sneered, "I suspect it''s not just apetition. In fact, you want to chop my head off, don''t


    you?"


    Marquis Scarlet smiled inside his mask. "You are reputed to be a clever man as well as a good fighter,


    Your Highness. But in this regard, it seems they are wrong. I''ve been admiring you for a long time, and


    I just want topete with you and learn from you. I have never had a thought of killing you. Sadly,


    your bodyguards are quite strong, so this is the only way to get close to you. I hope you won''t mind."


    "Fred, step back and guard Harper." Matthew gave the order with a cool brain and Fred retreated


    ordingly, taking Harper with him several meters from the encirclement to stay away from the fight


    that was about tomence.


    Harper stayed quiet, just watching the fight calmly. Matthew unsheathed his sword and called out, "Very


    well, I''ll help you make your dreame true, so that you may you die a happy death today."


    "Don''t let your arrogance lead you astray. You stay out of this, all of you! I will deal with this fool


    myself," Marquis Scarlet said to his men. He then raised his sword and went straight at Matthew.


    Harper, at the same moment, casually withdrew some snacks from her pocket, which she munched on


    festively while watching Matthew battle the killers, as if she were viewing an entertainment show.


    Fred cast a nce at Harper with mixed feelings. ''Isn''t she concerned about His Highness?'' He just


    found herposure quite astonishing.


    Sensing that Fred was looking at her with a puzzled air, Harper did something that surprised him even


    more. She took a handful of her snacks, ced them into Fred''s hand and said, "Have a try and enjoy


    the show. How many moves do you think Matthew will take until he beats this guy?"


    Fred looked at the snacks in her hand and then at the two fighters, he hesitated a bit before he took


    some and tried to enjoy them as Harper suggested. "I wager it will be no more than thirty moves."


    "Thirty moves?" Harper turned and looked at him. "I think that will be too quick for him to manage. I


    wager Marquis Scarlet can take fifty moves from Matthew."


    Fred was eating the snacks much more slowly than Harper did. So when Harper had already finished a


    handful, Fred still had a big half left in his hand. Feeling bored, Harper took half of what remained in


    Fred''s hand and said, "Matthew, it''s gettingte now. Please finish him before I finish my snacks."


    "Hmm," answered Matthew rather unconcernedly. But Marquis Scarlet shot an irritated nce at


    Harper, feeling insulted that a woman had interrupted his concentration.


    "Honey, he just red at me impolitely," Harper said while continuing eating her snacks. "I''ve changed


    my mind."


    A doting smile appeared on Matthew''s face. "Okay, whatever you wish," he answered affectionately.


    "Hey, no nagging, woman! This is men''s fight!" shouted Marquis Scarlet.


    Smack! Just as Harper bit at her snacks, Matthew kicked Marquis Scarlet on his belly. The man


    groaned in pain at once. Harper smiled and turned to Fred. "That man is a chauvinist pig."


    "What is a chauvinist pig?" Fred asked with sincere curiosity. He had never heard that word. Could it be


    a kind of boar? If so, he didn''t think he had ever seen any boars that might deserve the fancy name.


    "The man who looks down on women is a chauvinist pig!" Harper exined as sinctly as she could.


    The corner of Fred''s mouth slightly stiffened as heprehended Harper''s exnation. He looked


    instinctively at Matthew, who seemed to be startled by Harper''s words as well. Meanwhile, Marquis


    Scarlet froze for a split second and then was kicked by Matthew again. Feeling the sharp pain, he


    red at Harper once more, resenting herments.


    Fred felt a little embarrassed, and didn''t know what to say to Harper. If he were Jack, he would


    certainly ask her with a smile, "So is His Highness a chauvinist pig, too?" But Fred didn''t have the


    nerve to say it. He would never dare to speak so irreverently like Jack.


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    "Matthew, time''s up." When thest bit of the snack went into Harper''s mouth, the game was over.


    Marquis Scarlet was spitting blood from Matthew''s blows, like a drowned rat.


    "Did you kill Alban?" Matthew demanded, cing his sword on Marquis Scarlet''s neck.


    Marquis Scarlet wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and replied, "I have no time or interest to


    kill a suckling baby."


    "You mean you didn''t do it yourself but you are involved in the matter, right?" Harper demanded, in a


    loud and clear voice.


    At that moment, Marquis Scarlet finally turned to take a good look at the woman in front of him. He had


    always assumed that she was just a useless woman who followed Matthew like a shadow. But now it


    seemed to him that he was wrong.


    "Why did you say that?" he asked her calmly. He had received instructions not to harm her, and


    therefore he was curious about what kind of person this woman was. At the same time, he also wanted


    topete with Matthew.


    "Matthew just asked whether you have killed Alban. Then, you said you wouldn''t bother to kill a child


    yourself. That sounded as if you had others do the killing even though you didn''t kill the child


    personally. It means the same thing to me: it was all your doing." With those words, Harper''s face


    turned cold and her eyes became like daggers. "Spit it out, then. Why did you draw us to this city?"