Four Split Personalities

The following day

The Realm of Innocence, Holy Calendar 9517, the Poem Month’s Chanting 10th

Game Time PM 13:13

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Southeast Continent, the central region of the Shaven Empire, Frode Valley

In the smooth and luxurious carriage draped in a black cloak, Sin Knight slowly opened his eyes and, after being stunned for a moment, revealed a bitter smile. He struggled to sit up from the black swan velvet beneath him and gently asked the housekeeper sitting opposite him, "How long have I slept?"

"Almost nine hours short of five minutes, Your Excellency."

The middle-aged housekeeper with grey hair bowed slightly to Mo, stood up to open a small gap in the window beside him, and with the refreshing breeze boosting spirits, he meticulously added, "If you need to eat, Miss Silent Prayer has prepared a lot in the luggage..."

Mo raised his hand slightly to interrupt him, his expression slightly sadder as he shook his head, "I’m sorry, Dao En, I’m really not in the mood to eat right now."

"If that’s the case, I suggest you rest a bit more, Your Excellency."

Dao En looked at his pale cheeks with some concern and said gravely, "Your complexion doesn’t look good, Lady Silent Prayer specifically instructed before departure that you need at least fifteen hours of sleep a day due to your unhealed injuries, so..."

Dao En didn’t continue, as after all he was just a housekeeper, or at least currently playing the role of one, and a competent housekeeper wouldn’t over express their opinions in front of their master.

"I understand what you mean."

Mo cast his gaze outside the window and tiredly smiled, "But ’needing at least fifteen hours of rest’ and ’continuous sleep for fifteen hours’ are not the same thing, and that is merely Silent Prayer’s idea. Personally, I think it’s not necessary to go to such lengths..."

Dao En nodded gently, hesitated for a moment before speaking softly, "Please forgive my presumption, Your Excellency, but I personally think that it was not a wise decision for His Majesty to assign you to the rebellion quelling mission. Of course, I am not doubting your abilities, just that with Duke Galos and Marshal Galahad staying in Telon, it is somewhat baffling to have a newly appointed and physically indisposed noble like yourself join the army."

"I’ve heard the same words countless times from someone else; you wouldn’t have heard it from her, would you?" Mo, resting his cheek on one hand, looked at Dao En with a peculiar expression, "That... I should be able to trust you, right, Dao En..."

The latter shrugged, his chiseled features showing a trace of a smile, "Lady Silent Prayer gave me a strict order that if you were to engage beyond common courtesy with any other... female between the ages of fifteen and fifty, I must report it to her. Other than that, Dao En will follow all of your commands."

"Fifteen to fifty years old..."

Mo’s complexion seemed to pale a bit as his form wavered, nearly collapsing into the spacious seat, but ultimately, he steadied himself and groaned weakly, holding his forehead, "She’s mad..."

"I remember once Mrs. Burke had spoken to Lady Silent Prayer of many anecdotes passed among the ladies of the nobility."

Dao En, with a look of resignation, spread his hands and continued, "My mistress seems to have taken them seriously, although certainly not all of them, or else I’d have to be cautious about more than just ’females’ around you."

"Let’s end this rather unpleasant topic, Dao En."

Mo Tan shook his head and then leaned back in the chair, saying seriously, "Although I share the same question and can’t fathom why His Majesty would involve someone both inexperienced and disabled like me, speculating about the king’s thoughts is foolish, so I’m not worried about the reason I’ve been sent here, but rather if I can properly fulfill the ’Counselor’ role. Currently... the outlook is not optimistic."

Dao En closed the window a little more and spoke softly, saying, "You shouldn’t sell yourself short, not only does Duke Galos always speak highly of you, but even I, as a servant, can see that your abilities are no less than any noble’s, be it the noticeable mannerisms, refinement, or character and personal charm, Your Excellency outshines many nobles of your age, even the young master of the House of Digori is far inferior..."

"Sedric is a good friend of mine."

Mo interrupted Dao En faintly, looking into his eyes calmly and sincerely, "I don’t want to elevate myself by belittling a respectable gentleman, nor do I want my housekeeper to do so, Dao En."

The latter immediately bowed his head, "I am truly sorry, Your Excellency, I just..."

"It was an innocent mistake, of course, I know that. So don’t be so nervous."

Mo patted Dao En’s shoulder, slightly struggling to lean toward him, and smiled, "I was just speaking the truth earlier, although Duke Fossai may not have much insight into military strategy, with Lord Arthur present, I really don’t think I’ll be able to contribute much as a ’Counselor.’ If I weren’t injured, it might be different—I could at least serve as a pawn on the front lines, but now..."