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

For a full twenty minutes, Yu Chen single-handedly enhanced the endurance of the entire Princess's Guard by more than threefold. Pure flawless radiance danced between her fingers, transforming into waves of precise, almost stringent Divine Arts that circulated and leapt upon each person, healing their wounds and echoing delightful hymns of praise in the air that dispelled fatigue while fortifying their spirits and inspiring their wills.


This princess, who had emerged from the shelter of the Ivory Tower, had indeed become the staunchest support for the guards.


She stood quietly on the steps behind the front lines, her bright eyes constantly moving, capturing the silhouettes of those fighting at the forefront. She sensed everyone's condition, assessed their stamina, evaluated their injuries, and responded at the most appropriate moments.


Chapter 461: Black and White Princess