Four Split Personalities

"As long as Double Leaf thought about it, she could make ’Tan Mo’ disappear in less than two seconds, without harming the environment even slightly."

"When someone prides themselves on their intellect and wisdom, they’ve already completely lost if they resort to using force to solve a problem," though in dire straits, Mo Tan’s tone was still filled with malice and mockery. "Of course, even if you kill me in a fit of anger, I shall magnanimously forget that ceasefire agreement. I wouldn’t arbitrarily define you as the loser, dear. However, if you kill me now, you’d better be mentally prepared for the probability that the Marshall Family will escape unscathed. If you don’t care about that, then I’ll gladly let you kill me— you might even win half the battle by extracting some threatening yet not fatally damaging information from me."

Double Leaf furrowed her brow deeply, knowing the person before her was neither cheating her nor provoking her without any backup plan. If this ’Tan Mo’ mentioned there was a chance for the Marshall Family to escape disaster, then daring to kill him would likely give the Marshall Family that chance!

Of course, he could be bluffing, but that was a risk... she couldn’t afford to take!

It was then that Mo Tan spoke, equally ’aptly’.

"If you’re not mentally prepared, I suggest you dispel all these messy bits at once."

He smiled comfortably, and although firmly bound to his seat, facing the threat of death, Mo Tan’s expression was as serene as a king without troubles, and he said slowly, "Then candidly admit to your defeat."

Snap~

The next second, with the crisp sound of a snap, the magic around Mo Tan and the restraints on him disappeared simultaneously.

"Smart choice."

Mo Tan took out a Life Potion from his pack and sipped half of it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Although I’m not too fond of it."

"Oh?"

Double Leaf’s expression suddenly thawed, and she smiled sweetly. Leaning forward, she asked, "Why’s that?"

Mo Tan gently brushed a stray hair from the girl’s forehead and grinned, "Because admitting defeat is good, but it can sadden those who care deeply about you."

"That must have been hard for you to care about me so much."

Double Leaf playfully curled her lips and lightly swatted away Mo Tan’s claw that was attempting to hook her chin,replied with a leisurely tone, "But who told you I lost?"

The latter raised his eyebrows. "Is this what they call a ’dead duck’s defiance’?"

"No, no, no, dear Black, you misunderstood one thing."

Double Leaf stood up, lightly patted Mo Tan’s cheek, and said with a chuckle, "And that’s the definition of failure."

Mo Tan watched Double Leaf unflinchingly, squinting slightly, "If you define failure solely as ’being caught in one’s true identity,’ then let me tell you it’s characterized by the stiffest dead duck."

"Of course, it’s not."

The girl shook her head gently, covering her mouth in light laughter, "See, in your view, the reason I failed is that several tangible reasons exposed my bottom line. Not only could you not harm me, but this plan, centered around you, made me passive everywhere. Any move I made was instantly thoroughly analyzed by you. If you wanted, you could eliminate me at any moment from this game in which I’m completely figured out, right?"

"That’s one way to put it."

"But the problem is..."

Double Leaf also took out a Mana Potion mixed with a cocktail, tapped glasses gently with Mo Tan, then took an inelegant sip, and laughed, "Would you do that? Would flattening a helpless ’Sun’ please you? Of course not, hence you’d never exploit my current disadvantage or use your advantage to obstruct me. While you’re neither proud nor noble, Black, you seek things that bring you pleasure or joy, none of which I can currently provide."

Mo Tan rolled his eyes, "That’s sophistry."

"I’m certainly not sophisting because you and I are the same kind."

Double Leaf’s gaze sparkled as she cunningly smiled, "It’s a rather simple calculation. You have no interest in dealing with me, while I need your help. Given this premise, as long as we share the same goals, does it matter who controls the overall situation?"

Mo Tan laughed heartily and made a comical face at Double Leaf, "In that case, it seems you’ve outsmarted me, and are merely using me, aren’t you?"

"That’s not the case, after all, you weren’t initially targeting me."

Double Leaf shook their head and shrugged, "If I have to say something, I only took a little advantage of you, how about it, not cool with that?"

"No, no, no, totally thrilled, haha, great, if you had this in mind from the beginning, then that really would’ve been delightfully explosive, hahahahaha."

Mo Tan covered his face and giggled foolishly for a while before getting up and bowing to Double Leaf, "Sorry, I seem to have gotten a bit carried away."

"Heh, men, I can understand, If you were the type who cared about face, I might even compliment you for being magnanimous."

"Then why didn’t you compliment me?"

"Isn’t that obvious?"

"Haha, good, very good."

Mo Tan sat back down and out of nowhere said, "I have good reason to believe that the main members of the Marshall family are all members of the Heretical Church, particularly wicked heretics."

Double Leaf paused for a moment, then showed an enlightened smile and said softly, "Oh, I see."

"Feeling reassured?"

"Reassured, I’m leaving."

"No need to see you out, by the way, ask Baroka to send a pretty girl over here."

"What do you need a pretty girl for?"

"To peel fruit, feed me, and tuck me into bed."

"Can’t I do that?"

"You could suffice, then don’t leave."

"Keep dreaming~"

Double Leaf pinched Mo Tan’s nose hard before disappearing towards the carriage where Leven, Kassy, and dozens of Claw warriors were, with a swift breeze of fragrance.

Silence returned inside the carriage...

After a long while, Mo Tan pulled the curtains, blew out the candle, and slowly closed his eyes in the hazy darkness, whispering with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, "It seems I really did get carried away, she pretended to be angrily embarrassed earlier, but actually just wanted to break my two fingers."

Double Leaf’s sly smile slowly emerged in his mind, and in the next second, it was rapidly replaced by a drifting black mist.

That was the current Mo Tan... no, under any circumstance, it was something Mo Tan always cared about deeply.

[Time has completely aligned now, it seems that the monster Yu Chen and the others caught was indeed ’me’, heh, in this game, I must be purely Chaotic Evil.]

An imagined ’Mo Tan’ appeared in his mind, tattered and wild-eyed.

[It’s hard to imagine, my ’other side’ turning into such a state, but... I can’t rule out the possibility of a disguise.]

He shook his head, reopened his eyes, and rarely showed a cautiously serious expression, "The Light of the Apocalypse is either Mor, Hei Fan, Yu Chen, or Feather Song, and the Shadow of the Apocalypse is either some Noble from the Shaven Empire of the Southwestern Continent or my ’other side’, something feels odd."

He gently tapped the table, silent for a good while before revealing a chilling smile...

"Since Cordova is coming, I might as well seize the opportunity to test ’Tan Mo’; Xiao Yu would definitely be thrilled to see me..."

Chapter 525: Conclusion