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.

Fyari gave the expected answer and then added a sentence: "But I need some time to think, Mr. Zelda, you and I both know this is not a small matter."


Motan laughed more happily: "Then, as my temporary lodging in exchange for not immediately heading to the Gold Coin Commerce Association delegation or the Steam Consortium delegation after leaving, how much deposit do you intend to use to maintain your priority on this project?"


Fyari pulled out a finely made gold coin from her collar, flicked it towards Motan, and said blandly, "If you want me to seriously consider your previous words, rather than just smash your face."


"I praise your generosity, Your Highness."


Motan raised his hand to catch the coin, restrained the impulse to kiss it before pocketing it, and then stood up lightly, laughing: "Well then, we won't trouble you further."


Chapter 2308 - Chapter 1086: Not a Long-Lost Father_2