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

Motan yawned, his interest waning as he asked, "That Fenrir Team you used to be part of, situated in Stacked Rock City in Marshal's western territory, subordinate to the local autonomous army, and the catalyst for the Marshal's flip-over incident?"


Double Leaf said nothing, her gaze remained icy cold as she continued to stare at the other.


"Of course, I can answer your question,"


Motan chuckled lightly, then shrugged and said, "But before that, I'd like to know why you suspect me, considering from any angle, Fenrir Team's fate seems to be just an accident, precisely speaking, a destined accident. Not to mention Ned was bound to be discovered, it was the grand early phase of this disaster of a game. Why would you think that I, a noob like you, would be involved in that accident?"


Chapter 476: Evil God