Four Split Personalities

Was what I saw earlier an illusion?!

Was the person who rubbed my forehead just now Black?!

But was that tempting faint fragrance from Black too?!

There’s a saying that being able to smell someone’s body scent actually indicates that the person is attracted to you.

Could I be a deeply closeted gay?!

What the heck is going on?!?!?!

Just when Motan was gradually getting confused, a savior finally appeared—

"Oh! Senior, you’re awake!"

Accompanied by a light exclamation, Yizou quickly ran over from not far away, carrying two large bags of drinks, and he heaved a long sigh of relief as he smiled and said, "That’s great, when I arrived, I saw you lying on Forget Language’s lap, and I thought something had happened! Would you like a drink, senior? I just bought some special blended fruit juice from the South City Gate!"

Motan: "..."

Black spread his hands innocently: "Sorry, Brother Hei Fan, it wasn’t voluntary."

Elisa narrowed her eyes with interest and said with a smiling face, "But Brother Hei Fan’s expression earlier was really amusing~"

Fyari proudly showed a scissor gesture to Motan: "It was my idea!"

Luna moved her book back: "I’ll prepare a few bottles of Mind-concentrating Potion for you later."

Yu Chen scratched his cheek awkwardly with a silly smile, trying to get away with it: "Eh hey~"

Motan... well, was charmed by Yu Chen, so he didn’t pursue the matter.

"I originally planned to assist senior, but with Forget Language’s help, it would probably be even better!"

Yizou regretfully scuffed the ground with his boot, then showed a radiant smile: "Good luck in the competition later, senior!"

"Ah... Hmm."

Motan nodded blankly, then suddenly snapped back to awareness: "Oh right! Yizou, is your body okay? I heard from everyone before..."

The Female Knight gently shook her head, interrupting Motan, and knocked on her longsword at her waist with strength, smiling: "Yeah! I’m fine now, actually, there was never anything uncomfortable, just a bit of trouble controlling my strength. Master Tom said it was because the state didn’t keep up, but now it’s absolutely okay!"

"Hey, Jerrett."

Fyari suddenly stood up and waved to Yizou, then unexpectedly flicked a delicate gold coin, laughing: "Catch it, don’t let it break~"

With an almost imperceptible light, the coin, temporarily blessed with three layers, seemed to disappear into thin air like an illusion, and in the next moment, it flew from the opposite direction of Fyari towards the Female Knight’s slender waist.

Standing close to Yizou, Motan was dazed for a moment, then distinctly realized that everything around seemed to slow down.

It was similar to the feeling when he entered the {Pride} state as ’Tan Mo.’ The only difference, in {Pride}, Motan’s heightened thinking speed made everything seem slow, and at that moment, he noticed that the Female Knight appeared to be isolated with him in an ambiguous and unclear flow of time like a water membrane.

From his perspective, Yizou first blinked with some confusion, then a hint of a smile emerged at the corner of her mouth, she slowly lifted her left hand, brushed her forefinger across the similarly slowed coin, causing some faint golden ripples, then extended her thumb, and effortlessly held the decelerated coin between her fingers.

The next second, everything returned to normal.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Yizou smiled and bowed to Fyari, tucked the ’pocket money’ into her bag, her expression calm and composed...

As if that shadow that crossed her eyes earlier didn’t exist at all.

"Hmm, looks like you’ve completely adapted to the Epic Realm."

Fyari nodded slightly and sat back down, saying with interest: "It’s truly an incredible speed of progress..."

"Thank you, Lady Feiyali, for your praise."

Yizou smiled brightly, then said with some hesitation: "Master Tom said I might have unintentionally pushed my body to the limits after several life-and-death experiences in Sumer, which fortuitously led to my promotion to Epic. I also think it’s quite amazing."

"Anyway, it’s good that you’re okay, Yizou, getting stronger should be good news, right."

Yu Chen ran over beside Yizou, took the large pile of drinks, and distributed them to everyone while turning his head to ask Motan: "Hei Fan, are you okay?"

The somewhat distracted Motan suddenly awoke from his daze with a shiver, shook his head vigorously and said: "No problem, no problem, just got a little shocked by Fyari’s coin just now."

Yu Chen handed him a glass of juice with a bit of amusement: "Stunned just from a little scare?"

Motan put on a serious face and took a sip of his drink expressionlessly: "Earlier, you scared me quite a bit."

"Hm! It’s because Fyari made me do it... Plus, Lady Elisa was in on it too..."

Yu Chen’s pretty face turned slightly red as she looked away, pouting and humming lightly: "You didn’t like it, huh?"

"I just don’t want it to happen again."

Motan sighed and lowered his voice before the girl could pout higher: "The system just reminded me, if I disconnect due to excessive emotional swings repeatedly, it’ll lock me in the game cabin and call an ambulance... With the cost directly deducted from my bank account."

Yu Chen let out a small laugh without saying more, and instead ran back to her seat, curling up adorably as she drank her juice.

...

Ten minutes later—

Not long ago, Lady Elyssa, who was laughing and chatting with everyone, now had a pale little face, tight-lipped, following closely behind Motan, her body stiff to the point of walking in a mechanical manner.

"Regret..."

The girl muttered, her ten intertwined fingers trembling slightly: "Regret regret regret regret regret regret! Ooh, my stomach hurts! So nervous, so nervous, so nervous!"

Motan, walking in front with supposedly worse composure, nonetheless smiled calmly, without turning back to Yu Chen, simply reassuring her in a somewhat steady voice: "It’s nothing but a regular competition~"

"Not a regular competition!"

The girl’s pretty face transitioned from white to green, speaking in extreme panic: "It’s a competition very likely to be lost because of me!"

Motan amusedly covered his mouth, although he still appeared harmless and somewhat gloomy, the glint in his eyes was so bright it was almost blinding, and he gently said, "We will win."

"Stop putting pressure on me! I... I really don’t know anything... Ahhh! So much regret!"

Yu Chen bit her lower lip lightly, nervously following Motan through the contestant preparation area, her eyes seeming to have little circles spinning endlessly: "If only I’d known Yizou would recover today, I would’ve let her be your counselor! No... No wait, even the official counselor would obviously be better than me..."

"Better than you, I know."

Motan casually interrupted Yu Chen and then turned to her with a grin: "But as the Priest of the Church of the Dawn, having Her Highness the Saintess beside you should allow for a bit of going beyond your usual performance, don’t you think?"

"Eh?"

"Even if it’s just a little bit beyond your usual performance, it’s enough to make up for your shortcomings compared to others."

"What are you babbling about..."

"We’re going to win."

Having whispered this sentence, Motan, already at the front of the competition area, winked at Yu Chen, then turned around to face the opponent for this round, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp.

[Oooh!]

Seemingly carefree and undisturbed on the surface, Foster extended his right hand to Motan with a smile: "Please guide me, Black Vatican Priest."

[You really have some nerve, daring to sell out your own leader just because of a few words from Ramollok.]

Despite not revealing his identity, Motan, angered by Yu Chen’s nervousness, sneered and shook Foster’s hand: "Please guide me, Foster Ward."

[Ah! The warmth of the Black Vatican Priest’s hand! But why is his gaze so terrifying! Did I do something wrong! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!]

Teresa withdrew her hand before she started trembling, bowing with courtesy.

[I still know what level you are at, prepare to meet your end!]

Motan performed the typical salute of the Church of the Dawn.

Subsequently, amidst roaring cheers (mostly for Foster), both walked with their counselors into the much grander fully transparent competition area than before.

[So scared!]

[Beat you down!]

Chapter 1304: Finale

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