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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

Motan shrugged, not because he had any issues with the attitude of the raven-haired girl in front of him, but rather he pragmatically thought she seemed a bit non-human.


After all, typical people shouldn't have wings growing out of their backs, should they?


Yes, wings. The girl had a pair of wings about half a meter in diameter behind her. They were light grey, slightly spread out, gently fluttering now and then. Based on observation, they seemed to serve a paramount role in maintaining her balance.


This is clearly not a normal characteristic.


"What are you gawking at?" the girl pouted: "Don't block the doorway if you're not buying anything! Is it so odd to see wings?"


Well, at least her language functions are quite normal, at least compared to a particular dog-girl...


"Then get me a drink~" Motan helped the winged-girl in front of him with the plate that was about to fall off her hand, smiling gently: "The most expensive one."


Chapter 82: The First Transaction_1