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.

The Shaven Empire, the imperial capital of Telon, Tula Palace


Emperor William Bohe of the Empire, lying in a recliner with his eyes closed, asked tiredly, "Our Sin Knight not only has no issues, but he even anticipated the Griffin Dynasty's interference in advance, allowing us to avoid a disaster nearly tantamount to the annihilation of our nation, right?"


Sitting opposite him, Duke Jude Fossai blew a smoke ring before helplessly smiling and gesturing with open hands, "Your Majesty, wasn't this the conclusion you personally reached half a month ago?"


William shrugged his shoulders and nodded, "You are right, Jude, if it wasn't so, I wouldn't have taken Arthur's advice and promoted Mo to a hereditary Earl, heh, if I remember correctly... the last person to achieve such feats at his age was probably you, right?"


Chapter 1403 - Chapter 647: Before the Banquet (II)