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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

Accompanied by a crisp sound, a sharply edged short arrow quickly swept past the young girl from her side. Although it did not harm her, it effectively startled Ji Xiaoge out of her wits. 


"Be careful!" already having started Charging Heavy Strike, Motan looked back at Ji Xiaoge and yelled, then immediately initiated the [Knight Skill-Hawk Strike], speeding towards the two opponents up front.


For some reason, a sense of unease arose within him that he could neither describe nor understand. While it might have been a mere illusion, Motan became more vigilant and focused, with a hint of impatience visible on his face.


"Damn it, Mo, you missed," said a human boy with a spiky black head and heavy armor, slowly taking a giant axe that was almost as big as him from his back. He turned to look at his companion and said: "You need to see an optometrist." 


Chapter 165: Ah Zhi and Ah Mao_2