Paradise City's scale was almost unrivaled throughout the Parthian Ancient Kingdom.
Aside from the largest city, Holy Spring City, Paradise City was now the second-largest... though even the combined size of the second through fifth cities might not match Holy Spring City.
With power so overwhelming, yet possessing a Fifth Level Heart of Dedication, he had to be a true ascetic. After all, asceticism in this world was also a matter of belief. As long as he believed he was practicing asceticism, then he was.
Fish sauce was practically part of Iver's daily diet. To him, it was about the same as soy sauce, but since Parthia was so far from the sea, this coastal specialty had become a luxury more expensive than gold.
...If nothing unexpected happened, this bottle of Blood Sauce might even have been produced in Lloyd District.
That immediately put Iver in an awkward position.
It was like having a complicated reaction to eating Haidilao at an exorbitant price while traveling abroad.
Although Iver had changed his opinion of this benevolent lord quite a bit after arriving at Adil's bedchamber—he was not a hypocrite merely putting on an act, nor was he an ambitious schemer who manipulated people's hearts.
He genuinely wanted to do some good.
But Iver was also coming to understand more and more clearly that he and these people truly were not cut from the same cloth—
Even if Adil was sincerely devoted to asceticism and good deeds, possessing morality and kindness worlds apart from those of the other benevolent lords, he was still so savage and cruel to Iver... beyond saving.
Because he could not transcend his origins, culture, and faith.
Every polite and gentle word he spoke was revealing to Iver the limits of the benevolent lords as a group.
For