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.

Academy City, Outer District, in front of White Oath Knight Academy


"Damn it, if you want to shoot the breeze and gossip, do it yourselves, why drag me along too?"


Wang Badan panted heavily as he followed Motan, his turtle face sullied with dissatisfaction as he complained incessantly. These past two days had gone quite well for him; not only did the crystalline prisms on his shell become more radiant, he seemed to have grown even fatter, almost reaching the size of some relatively petite sub-dragon species.


Jadka, sitting cross-legged on Wang Badan's back, chuckled and gently patted the turtle shell below him: "Don't say that, you're at least Mor's steed; it wouldn't make sense not to bring a mount when discussing the Knight Tournament."


Wang Badan glared with his turtle eyes and cursed: "Ride your damn whatever! I'm the blood covenant partner of the big brother! Do you even understand what partner means, you half-buried old ghost?"


Chapter 2218 - Chapter 1043: White Oath Knight Academy