Four Split Personalities

After about the time it took to drink two cups of coffee, Dora had explained the situation under Mo’s guidance, which wasn’t complicated. Aside from quickly glossing over the part about ’just how powerful the Black Fan Commander was’—a detail neither probed further—the whole process was actually not hard to explain.

Simply put, Dora was taken by the High Priest to a chapel’s underground prayer room where she met a group led by a certain clergyman. She was then questioned about the command details of the battle in Misha County, strongly criticized the commander from the Dawn Religion, and was taken by the High Priest she first saw to the sewer. There she received what seemed to be a powerful item and was sent away, only to be knocked unconscious when she had just returned to the surface; she woke up here.

Despite this being her first meeting with Mo, and the place being the somewhat awkward small court, Dora didn’t hold back, not even she knew why.

In fact, Mo did not use his abilities or skills to influence Dora at all. It wasn’t that he couldn’t do it; even without using "Original Sin" through the Shadow of Sin, the skill list of this summoned creature included many mental interference skills—it’s just that he didn’t need to.

Language is a potent weapon with infinite potential, and Mo was very skilled at it. Realistically, only a few in the Shaven Empire were truly affected by "Original Sin." But aside from a few individuals, the majority of the nobility quickly developed a great liking for this Sin Knight. Besides the relations through Galos, his personal charm also played a decisive role.

Depending on the preferences of others, he could be graceful, intellectual, gentle, well-educated, humorous—any type that could evoke fondness. Whomever he interacted with never felt displeased. Of course, this doesn’t mean that Mo turned himself into a perfect person. In fact, he would always reveal various shortcomings, which also depended on what the others needed or hoped he lacked.

Perhaps at this moment, "Mo" might not perform better than "Tan Mo," but he certainly wouldn’t do worse.

So, under this premise, it was no struggle for him, who had just alleviated Dora’s injuries, to gain her trust.

"I think I understand now, thank you for explaining, Miss Hika."

He smiled gently and thoughtfully said, "Clearly, you’ve become an expendable piece unwittingly."

"Expendable... piece?"

Dora, somewhat listlessly leaning against the cold stone wall, puzzledly repeated.

"Yes, an expendable piece."

Mo sighed softly, casually flicking a flame that continually changed shape: "Without a doubt, you’ve been dragged into a conspiracy that was not aimed at you."

The warm flame comforted Dora a lot; she wrapped herself up with a blanket, shaking her head in confusion, "But why?"

"Why? Haha, many things in this world don’t need reasons. Perhaps those people could choose to heal you or impose a gag order to prevent you from spreading the word. They simply chose the simplest and most direct solution—to dispose of you." Mo smiled and said leisurely, "Because in most cases, the dead are the safest, especially those who die in official detention facilities and must undergo a purification process as corpses."

It was only now that Dora realized, her eyes widening in disbelief as she exclaimed softly, "But I was just asked some questions, told some things many people already know, how could..."

"Perhaps~"

Mo turned to look at her, interrupting tenderly yet firmly, "You may not be a threat to those people now, but after certain events happen soon or far in the future, you, who were in that place at that time and said those words, will become an unstable factor."

Dora just stared at him, her eyes full of confusion.

"Alright, let’s pause this topic for now. Knowing too much at this moment might actually be more detrimental to you." Mo didn’t continue to analyze for her but changed the subject smoothly, his voice easing: "However, if you want, I can help you leave this place."

"Leave... this place?"

Dora paused, then shook her head bitterly, "This is a court, it’s not easy to leave, and even if I really could leave, where would I go? You’ve seen my injuries... it would just be waiting for death elsewhere."

"What if I have a way for you to leave?"

Mo Waner smiled lightly, softly saying, "What if I can heal your injuries, even give you a path to the truth?"

"You..."

"Do you have that resolution?"

Mo leaned forward, half-kneeling in front of the stunned Dora, gently holding her shoulders, "A path that completely contradicts the doctrines you believe in, one that will overturn your entire life, and is much heavier than dying here, but would grant you the strength to seek the truth and qualify to protect those you cherish."

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about..."

Dora shook her head, her gaze lowering as she softly said, "I’m just a common person."

"Of course, you are. But I can give you the power to choose."