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.

[You have been forcibly disconnected. Please choose whether to reconnect...]


[Connection complete, loading character information]


[Welcome back, Chaotic Neutral Tan Mo, about to load into The Realm of Innocence, good night]


Academy City, Central District, Branch No. 3 of the Central Library, Bookshelf Area B17


Silently appearing in the corner where he had gone offline, Motan, with most of his body hidden in shadows, slightly frowned, and then casually turned on the Magic Crystal Lamp on the table's corner, pushing up glasses that were practically bound equipment for 'Frank Hughes'. A subtle sharpness flashed through the depths of his gentle eyes.


'Hey, when was the last time my informant contacted you?'


Chapter 2212 - Chapter 1040: Magic Eye