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 pondered a moment and concluded that the girl had probably guessed wrong.


Indeed, after hearing the story, Jadka immediately shook his head with a wry smile and gestured with his hands, "It really wasn't like that at all. The thing is, I've been going to the Great Hunting Grounds often since I was twelve. At first, adults would accompany me, but later on, they pretty much left me to my own devices. The longest I stayed there was half a month in the Northern Cross Hunting Grounds, where I caused the low-rank demon beasts on the outskirts to migrate twice collectively. Eventually, I was chased back home with a big staff by my father who thought something had happened to me, haha... Looking back now, I really was a wayward scamp."


Seeing Jadka's mood darken, Motan quickly changed the subject, "So the reason you didn't participate in that coming-of-age ceremony was that you were already used to playing in those hunting grounds, right?"


Chapter 479: Welcome to the Grasslands_2