Chapter 1580: Chapter 271: Mahid Fran and Ismael
Rather than not letting him disturb himself, this seemed more like anger toward him for ignoring the advice.
Their titles sounded somewhat awkward, but this was actually the unique naming method of the Benevolent Lords.
Because of Parthia’s naming mechanism, their likelihood of having the same name was quite high.
To distinguish their identities, ordinary people would choose a long name,
and add a title in front of their name, which was roughly equivalent to a nickname. The Benevolent Lords had a special, meaningless suffix for their titles to differentiate them from ordinary people. If this suffix were forcibly translated, it could be called "of," "the," or "one who."
Aiwass quickly understood the identities of the two people in front of him:
The Benevolent Lord with the beautiful red curly long hair was the "Beauty" Mahid Fran from Carnival City; the other one, a male Benevolent Lord with bright golden short hair, dark skin, and exposed six-pack abs, was the "Hero" Ismael from Ark City.
These were very well-known Benevolent Lords, their international status was comparable to that of a small nation’s King. They were not from small surrounding cities like Rock Cellar City, but from large oasis cities with about sixty or seventy percent of Heaven City’s population.
The seemingly delicate female Benevolent Lord, Aiwass had even heard her name in Iris Flower. Artists had adapted her story into an opera—she killed her bedridden father and married her cowardly brother to seize power. She was an extraordinarily beautiful and delicate Benevolent Lord, yet the number of people who died at her hands was countless.
The reason was simple, Carnival City’s business involved casinos, circuses, and brothels.
In this desert, something stimulating was always needed to excite people’s nerves. This overt excitement was the best outlet, and "Deceit Master" or "professional gambler" was a profession that emerged from her.
The "Hero" Ismael was indeed a hero. His most famous deed was when, at the age of eight, he was thrown into an iron cage by his father to duel with a lion using only a dining knife—and he won.
He remembered this duel for more than twenty years. When he ascended at the age of thirty-five to become a Benevolent Lord, he sealed all of his aged father’s mana and threw him into the lion’s cage too. This time he gave his father a Sword, and his father had to face three lions.
But this was not purely revenge... because when his father also won against the lions, he laughed and pulled his injured father out of the lion cage and asked the Physician to treat him. Later, he declared that he had the bloodline of a Hero, born to be strong.
He relied on this bravery to govern Ark City, which he inherited from his father.
Ark City was different from all other oasis cities—it was a moving city.
This city was made by building and stacking the bases of abandoned Mage Towers. It was once a gathering place for ancient Mages... it’s said that the materials used in most Mage Towers now were originally born here.
Its weight was much lighter than it seemed, so the primary task for countless slaves was to pull the enormous desert Ark together with ropes as they traveled through the desert.
Additionally, his Slave Knights did not only ride camels. They would pilot a floating device that looked like a flying carpet, moving swiftly through the desert, plundering resources from other city-states, as well as travelers and free people lost in the desert.
This could also be considered a form of nomadic lifestyle.
Except what they shepherded were not cattle and sheep, but those travelers.
This also came from the bases of the abandoned Mage Towers... much like how backward and savage regions didn’t quite understand the principles of these technologies, but at least figured out part of the usage, thereby forming a kind of faith in technology—the "slaves that pulled the city" were extremely loyal to their Benevolent Lords. Because they believed that such unreasonable miracles were proof of their master’s great divine power.
The saying "without studying mathematics, physics, and chemistry, life is all myths" was, in this world, reasonable in a certain sense.
Although he only heard a few words, Aiwass had roughly figured out the situation:
The "Hero" Ismael, probably based on some obscure intention, suddenly wanted to "summon" him, so he sent someone to call him. As his subordinate sensed something wrong and came to report the situation to Ismael, Ismael forcefully demanded the other party to open the door.