Micro-leaf Paulownia

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress.

In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge.

When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself.

"Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature.

"Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character.

"If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship.

Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.

Four Split Personalities

An adjacent human axeman shuddered, saying, "Those two goblins are insane, they almost blew up our guild!"


"Well, look at the bright side." An aloof Dark Elf Thief rolled his eyes, "If people like them become botanists instead of adventurers, would we even have jobs?"


Not too far away, an Orc Shaman jumped up saying, "Oh, so they are botanists! I thought those two were into battle engineering!"


"Anyway, roughly speaking," the lady attendant frowned at Motan, "The Gulovs came here to make a scene, demanding a 'resolution' and compensation of three thousand Gold Coins. Obviously, the damage is much less than what the goblins said, but one-tenth of it still exists, and then..."


She glanced at Ya Ya shivering in the cage, and shrugged, "She has no money."


Motan suddenly felt worthless, because he found himself wishing that 'it would be nice if I got kicked offline right now'...


Chapter 36: Repay Debts in the Blink of an Eye_2