Four Split Personalities

[He knows...?!]

Staring into Ramollok’s squinting eyes, Motan inexplicably came up with this thought.

And as if able to see through people’s hearts, Ramollok immediately burst into a breezy smile and said softly, "It is precisely because of this that I came to participate in this hilariously dull competition."

"..."

After a long silence, Motan let out a deep sigh and said somewhat helplessly, "Well that’s truly, an honor..."

"Oh?"

Ramollok raised his eyebrows in surprise and said softly, "Admit so straightforwardly? I thought you’d find some excuse to dodge it, the arrangements here were all ready to cooperate with you."

Motan silently shook his head, and after a while said weakly, "Should I thank you for your thoughtfulness?"

To be honest, if it was someone else, no matter how tricky the opponent, Motan would find a way to dismiss it. He would desperately rack his brains and use every means to convince the other party that the existence of ’Black Vatican Priest’ had nothing to do with the Diser Delegation’s victory in the martial arts tournament. Even if the hope was dim, he would try.

But in front of Ramollok, he couldn’t muster any energy at all.

The reason is simple, which is despite having only met a few times and having never chatted about anything of substance or depth—whether ’friend’ or ’colleague’ is not up to standard—Motan inexplicably felt that in front of the man named Ramollok, all his arguments were meaningless.

Not to mention Motan didn’t appear at the team battle finals at all, even if he had perfect proof of absence, he still couldn’t really prove anything because the tactics of the Diser Delegation were already designed two days before the competition.

Of course, although forcing himself to say he has nothing to do with this is a bit far-fetched, on the contrary, believing oneself to be involved is rather one-sided, as far as most people are concerned.

However, this ’most people’ does not include Ramollok the Chief Priest from Dream Teaching Country.

When the other party almost explicitly implied that he was the one who defeated ’Batty Arthur’, the mastermind behind the scenes who guided the Diser Delegation to victory, this issue already became beyond any dispute.

In a sense, Motan did understand Ramollok. Although he recently only heard this name one-sidedly and hadn’t met the man who looked like he was affable and cultured yet exuded a faintly unsettling aura, he could indeed say he understands Ramollok.

And the source of this understanding was those piles of ’battle examples’ used to kill time, obtained from Jun Wu.

A few months ago, the entire battle examples from the ’border friction’ between Dream Teaching Country and the Griffin Dynasty.

Although they were just ordinary stacks of parchment, when Motan recalled under the ’Absolute Neutrality’ persona the ’undefeated journey’ following Ramollok’s sudden rise, what he saw was a staggering sight of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

Under this man’s baton, the definition of ’war’ was fully demonstrated like a scarlet destruction symphony, deafeningly reverberating on the blood-soaked sand table.

Motan couldn’t deny Ramollok’s correctness, because no matter how he reviewed it, he couldn’t derive a solution that surpasses the latter’s, not only that, being inadvertently led by those examples Motan even in a daze came to a terrifying conclusion—that this justified cruelty was ’correct’, was the only standard answer.

Indeed, he quickly broke free of that terrifying misconception but couldn’t wake up from that choking trembling for a long time.

Because of this, despite Ramollok’s gentlemanly and polite behavior when they met at Academy City, Motan still couldn’t develop any fondness for this man. In fact, the more like this the other party was, the more he felt repulsed and uncomfortable.

Extreme discomfort on both physical and psychological levels!

And this discomfort is the reason why Motan thinks he understands ’Ramollok’ to some extent.

Similarly, he had sufficient reason to believe that Ramollok, who seemed very interested in him, at the very least had a detailed battle report concerning ’Black Vatican Priest’ in his hands, the plague incident in Misha County was not a secret, in fact, after the Holy Church Union resolutely concealed the true operator behind the Sumer battle, the Church of the Dawn immediately launched large-scale publicity of Motan’s previous ’glorious deeds’, and even got the strong cooperation of the Skalan Duchy, Paula the lady general who once fought together in Misha County made high praises about ’Black Vatican Priest’ multiple times in public settings.

So, as long as Ramollok wasn’t just making courtesy talk before, there must be the most detailed and realistic version of the plague incident’s battle report on his desk.

What’s more...

Motan even felt that the other party probably always suspected that the Holy Mountain battle, equally heavily publicized and yet the protagonist was deliberately blurred (the Sun Sect’s Harrington Knight Commander didn’t take credit), was also related to him, reasoning perhaps due to intuition.

Yes, intuition that sounds somewhat absurd to say aloud, but one must admit, this thing although neither scientific nor magical, does have extreme accuracy in some situations.

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