Lack of magic.

Yes, Prince Ahmed himself is also a first-ring mage certified by the Citadel, but the prince, who grew up in a honey pot, lacks the ability to continue his studies both in terms of talent and willpower. After obtaining the certification, he simply patted his butt and returned to the Alan royal family, and began to live a life of drunkenness and dreams from then on.

It has been an unknown amount of time since he last cast a spell.

Many people even forgot that this prince also possessed the qualities of a robed wizard, but to be honest, the identity of a first-ring wizard was indeed far from enough to compare with the prince himself as one of the heirs of the Alan Empire, one of the three major empires of Tartarus and the Millennium Empire.

But the reason why the prince was "hungry" was not because of the lack of magic power caused by casting spells, but because he took too many drugs.

As an aristocrat among aristocrats and a royal prince of the old empire, Prince Ahmed's life is naturally beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Zoroastrians have a tradition of luxury and enjoyment, and their brutality and bellicosity are also part of their "cultural characteristics."

The cost of using it once is equivalent to the "golden guns" of twenty adult slaves. The prince uses it almost every day, and sometimes uses it as many as half a year in a year, almost every other day. This week he goes out hunting, and this week he indulges in debauchery in the palace every day, with men, women, slaves, orcs, beasts... The prince's tricks are much more than those of a lustful person who still has some shamelessness to do things behind closed doors.

If Al could see this, he would probably feel ashamed of his own role-playing skills.

As the most powerful noble in the empire, the first noble descendant outside the ruling royal lineage, and a transcendent, extraordinary powers are not something high and mighty for Prince Ahmed. There are even some positions in his court specially prepared for mages, such as transformation tamers who can communicate and speak, prophetic mages who can predict the prince's personal future and career... hunting and hunting for beauties, and the birth of offspring, etc.

The extraordinary elements he had access to exceeded those of most people. For a "nominal wizard" who could not even be considered a novice, Prince Ahmed's use of magical products and props could definitely be described as excessive. This caused his body, which was far from being "semi-magical", to develop a "magic addiction" phenomenon that mainly appeared in mortals or spellcasters who used magic potions and props excessively and suppressed themselves in a certain realm for a long time.

When using potions, magic power enters the body, affects the shell, and then disappears from the body due to consumption and natural dissipation. This is something that wizards have observed very early on.

Mages who frequently enter this process and are far from reaching the "eternal life" realm of a seventh-ring mage, and of course mainly mortals, may experience this kind of symptoms. The body has adapted to the influence of magic and desires the influence of magic, but is unable to actively obtain magic.

This situation may also be caused by being trapped in a magic-poor area for a long time and frequently using magic, resulting in a long-term lack of magic power in the body.

It mainly manifests itself in changes in mood such as depression, anxiety, mania, irritability... and then physical low desire, no appetite or interest in experience.

However, no other conditions such as shortened life span were found.

So the mages didn't care about it.

And ordinary people... don't care even more.

This situation occurs in people who have been exposed to magic for a long time, using potions and magical creations. These people are either rich or noble. They even regard "magic addiction", which used to only occur in wizards, as a "trait of the noble". They do not regard it as a harm, but are proud of it. Even noble people will specifically show symptoms of "magic addiction" to reflect their long-term exposure to magic, thereby showing off their wealth and status, even if they are not sick.

The prince is not pretending, he is real.

But now, he was in a much better condition because of the person sitting opposite him.

Caesar A. Imperator.

Batu, the Eagle of the Purple Tent Khanate of the Black Steppe, means an eagle-like warrior. His tribe has more than 10,000 followers and they are the main force serving, leading the way and providing reinforcements for the Alan people this time.

As for the "chief" and "Khan" of the Purple Tent Khanate, they certainly did not dare to come to the Alan people in person, so the command of the army in the southwest this time was entrusted to this "Eagle Batu".

He was sitting on the left side of the prince's tent, his expression calm, showing neither sadness nor joy, and he was cutting the meat on the plate with a knife in both hands. It was just an ordinary action, but with the handsome and demigod-like appearance of this "Eagle Batu", it looked so pleasing to the eye, and every move was like a sculpture.

The prince had even witnessed with his own eyes how this "barbarian general" who was despised by the Alan people fought decisively and efficiently in duels with Zoroastrian warriors, displaying artistic fighting skills and defeating several opponents in succession.

honestly.

The prince was very moved.

Chapter 158: Want to poke my son?

As one of the parties in this war, even if it is a vassal army that is not taken seriously by the Alan people, the nomadic side must send people of sufficient status to the Alan side, even if in fact Alan will not pay attention to the opinions of the barbarians in military and political directions.

The Purple Tent Khan declined the request on the grounds that the journey was too long and inconvenient, and then handed over the affairs of cooperation with the Alan people and the command of the vassal army to the eagle Batu.

The Alan people could not have known that the so-called Khan and chieftain of the "Purple Tent Khanate" was actually a "communist"

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The descendants who controlled the behemoth built by this tribe on the grassland could "take turns" using honorable titles such as Khan, King, and Chieftain at any time according to their needs. Anyway, the ruling class of this nomadic royal court were all their own people, and the cooperation between the tribe brothers was seamless. It was easy to deceive outsiders.

So they agreed to this approach and sent a small team to escort several envoys, led by nomadic guides, deep into the grassland to the place where the "Khan" was and to "reward" him.

Caesar entered the Northern Expedition Army's camp openly. After showing his personal bravery and gaining the recognition of the Alan people because of his extremely handsome appearance, he was invited to be a guest of honor by the prince who "loved virtuous people and respected scholars."

As for Caesar himself, how could he have known that his original risky move was just to infiltrate the enemy and strengthen their trust in the nomads, thinking that betrayal would deepen the trauma, but in the end he was favored by Prince Ahmed, who "had the style of the Aegean sages."

He is the third son of El, and his appearance combines some of the advantages of his biological mother, the mountain girl, and is 70% comparable to El; plus he is brave and good at martial arts. Since he became an adult, he has participated in countless battles, both large and small, and has the demeanor of a general and an unparalleled warrior.

In addition, the descendants have inherited some of El's bloodline abilities, such as the ability to subtly transform people into loyal servants through mental infection. Although they are not as strong as El, they are equivalent to having a charm aura. They can gain +20 favorability when meeting and a +20% efficiency buff in building relationships.

He met another handsome man who was not particular about appearance. Ever since he challenged five Alan warriors in a duel, as the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition Army, the prince would often summon Caesar to join him whenever he wanted to have a feast or go out for a walk. The reason was very legitimate. As the commander-in-chief of a great country, he could not neglect the "new lord" when he went abroad to fight and needed to use local people for help.

Although Caesar was a little unhappy about this, as a son of El, he put his father and the tribe first in everything. The prince liked his male beauty, and as long as it was beneficial to the tribe, he would not be unwilling to sacrifice himself.

Ai'er does not suppress, but encourages his offspring to develop freely under the premise of "one will, one tribe, and one goal", including personal hobbies and emotional satisfaction. However, the more mature the offspring are, the more emotionally indifferent they are compared to mortals. After all, as "hive-mind" creatures in a sense, it is impossible to expect their emotions to be exactly the same as humans.

Although he would feel disgusted and averse to this, if being punched by the prince could bring victory in the war, Caesar would not hesitate and would take the punch to perfection.

Anyway, the prince would soon be dead or a loser, so he didn't care.

Fortunately, the prince himself is not in a hurry, or it can be said that it is not the time to enjoy the "fruits" yet. He has set his sights on celebrating after the victory of the war, preferably after achieving a decisive victory in the war with the Romans. This would be the perfect moment.

He was confident that he could make a nomadic leader who came from a wild land and had a tribe of only about ten thousand people lie down under him, or even take the initiative to lie on him (?).

Prince Ahmed really likes Caesar. He is a rare talent in both appearance and ability. He is strong enough to challenge five brave elite soldiers of Alan without even taking a rest. Even among the three most elite armies, including the palace guards of the King of Kings, he is rare in level. He looks like a god.

She has a somewhat cold personality, but this indifference makes the prince more eager to make her submissive.

Fire worshippers don't have any particular inclinations towards homosexuality; it's a hobby of a very small minority. This trend first became popular on the Tartarus continent in the former Aegean city-states, and later the Ashtar Empire carried it forward, bringing it eastward with their eastern expeditions. Their sages asserted this:

Chapter 127: Ardabil (23)

The love between men and women comes from the body and is dirty; while the love between same-sex people comes from the spirit and is pure and noble.

On the other hand, it is possible that men feel more accomplished than women, so gradually this custom spread across the continent of Tartarus, and the Xerxes' punishment of "anal possession" also originated from this.

Appreciating beauty can make people happy, and accordingly, the troubles of "demon addiction" can be alleviated a lot, although it was not a serious situation. It was just a mild case of acclimatization in the prince's case. So Caesar's most daily work during this period was to "punch in" with the prince. He didn't have to do anything. At first, he passively answered Prince Ahmed's questions, because the Zoroastrians had a strict hierarchy. Even when marching and fighting, if the lower-level generals and nobles were rude in front of their superiors, it might be just a mistake in an action or even a word, and they would be subjected to corporal punishment or even death.

But the prince really admired Caesar. Not only was the latter extremely talented, but he was also not an ordinary barbarian in terms of cognitive vision. He also had his own unique insights on some things, which made the prince very fond of him. He even allowed Caesar to have the power to "speak before the nobles", that is, to speak in front of the nobles and take the initiative to speak.

It can be said to be deep love.

Even during the conversation, the prince asked some specific questions about the "Purple Tent Khanate". After Caesar answered them one by one with what he had thought of in advance, the prince said directly:

The original chieftain of the Purple Tent did not dare to come before the empire, for he did not like it;

A man like Caesar, who is both wise and brave, and also extremely handsome, is more suitable to be the Khan.

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fine product.

If Caesar was not the offspring of Ai'er, but a legitimate Western Batu under the so-called Purple Tent Khanate, he would inevitably have had wild thoughts after hearing the prince's hint.

With the strength of the Alan people, it is extremely easy to support a grassland power. All they need to do is throw the armor and weapons captured from the Romans, which the Alan people may not even look down upon, onto the grassland like rubbish, and they can promote the rise of a Khan's court.

Given the current apparent strength of the Purple Tent, if a deal was struck with Alan's coach, Caesar would have a good chance of returning to fight the Khan and seize the throne...

But when Al learned that the Alan leader of the northern expedition, the Imperial Prince under the King of Kings and the quasi-empire heir, had been so attracted to his son after just a few meetings, he cursed him as a faggot on the spot and sighed:

The name Lao San is not wrong.

Caesar, Caesar.

Curio, an orator during the Roman Republic, once said a famous quote about Caesar:

He is the man to all women and the woman to all men.

This shows how strong his personal charm is.

When Caesar asked El for instructions and asked him whether he should "please" the king in exchange for his deeper trust, El immediately flew into a rage:

Although my child is used as a tool by me, he is not yet at the point where he has to sell his body to others!

It’s simply wishful thinking!

He asked Caesar to be as accommodating as possible and not to be involved in a game whose outcome was predetermined—the Alan people were very confident that they would win, and so was Al.

The gap between Rome's real power and Alan's is as huge as the gap between the Alans think they are and the Romans.

War, and "sacrifice" himself.

Al used the word sacrifice, and it was obvious that he was very determined about this matter.

After Caesar learned of his father's attitude, everything continued as usual. Although the prince liked her, he was not so anxious as to kick her, so he was not panicked.

Since his father told him not to give his ass to men, Caesar would do it.

On the other side, Eric was still very annoyed about this matter after hanging up the psychic call, cursing and swearing, thinking that there was a greasy, bearded middle-aged man in the tent coveting the cabbages, uh, pigs?

It doesn't seem appropriate...

It means the same thing.

There is no difference between Al's sons and daughters. They are all obedient and loyal, regardless of their status.

Just very angry.

As I watched the war approaching, I thought:

Damn, you like men and you’ve set your sights on my son, right?

When I catch that bitch prince here, won’t I arrange a second male role for you?

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The number of Al's descendants is now large enough to hold a grand military parade. He has never even known the names of most of them. Many of his descendants have surnames from their mothers or choose their own, but they all have an "A" in the middle of their names to symbolize Al, such as Caesar A. Imperator. The "Imperato" at the end is the name Al gave to Caesar, symbolizing commander and general.

He has too many descendants, and many of them may have only met their father once during their birth and growth stages, and then were sent out to handle various affairs. No matter how loyal they are to their father, Al does lack the true "father and son" emotion towards them, and can only "love" his descendants equally from a broad perspective.

But the earliest children, the eldest daughter Elsa, the second son Xerxes, and the third son Caesar, actually grew up with El and enjoyed family life in the traditional sense.

Although Al, who is also not very mature, is not a very responsible father, he does have a special affection for his earliest offspring.

For example, he established a secret nest for his tribe in the mountains, trying to discover the secrets of his own bloodline through experiments. To gain stronger power, he would rather bleed himself there, or extract the offspring of transformers and offspring with later rankings to contribute their bodies as materials and experimental subjects. He never let the first-generation offspring who theoretically had the greatest potential and were the most representative to act as guinea pigs because of this emotion plus the simple sense of "responsibility as a father."

He is not simply a licentious and tyrannical tyrant. Al, who has absolute restrictions on his offspring, does not completely regard his offspring as tools. He also encourages his offspring to seek free development and does not prohibit his offspring from getting involved in areas such as love, men and women, men and men, and women and women. Although Al plays with more restrictions, as an old father he is still relatively open-minded. However, actively pursuing and being forced to endure humiliation are different.

Al was very upset by the prince's coveting of Caesar.

However, all the plans have been set. Apart from instructing Caesar to pretend to be submissive, to protect himself first, and to run away if necessary, Al could not make any other arrangements.

Just wait for time to pass...

And that moment has come...

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The first scout could not contain his excitement after discovering the castle at the end of his sight, which was different from the Zoroastrian style. He sent a companion to bring the news back to the army, while he and several other people continued to move forward along the rolling hills in the south of the plain to investigate the situation.

They were convinced that that was the destination of their journey, the fortress of the enemy group who called themselves "Romans".

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 "Those barbarians have finally stopped fleeing?" A companion could hardly hide his joy in his tone. Although the Alan people were arrogant, they had made all the necessary preparations for marching and fighting, otherwise they would not have been able to stay in the ranks of the empire for long.

The leading scout grinned, a cruel smile etched across his face as he gazed at the fortress at the end of his field of vision. He said, "I thought they would continue their retreat, running all the way to the Thurso Mountains to become savages." His companions laughed heartily, and someone poured cold water on him, saying, "We should confirm this carefully first. If it's a deserted city like Passamend..."

What he mentioned might have dampened the scouts' spirits, which had just risen.

Marching on the grasslands offers a wide field of vision. Although they are not afraid of ambushes, the vastness of the grasslands means that their scouting work requires no technical skills at all, and they just have to travel a lot.

The scout had been jostling on horseback for a while and was almost tired of this boring activity. Being outside the army, unlike the army headquarters, he could not get the "sweet dream" supplement provided by the mage every day to comfort himself at night. As a scout, he acted as the eyes and ears of the army and was scattered at the front line, which was a very dangerous job in itself.

To rest, they could only find tree holes, dig holes in the ground, or even sleep on the ground. They could not make fire to cook and could only eat cold water and cold food.

The scouts were very tired of this. After all, the Alan Empire had made few foreign expeditions in recent years. The successive failures in the Battle of the Aegean Sea and the Battle of the Yellow Sands had plunged the empire into a period of decline, and the professionalism and quality of the army had also declined.

It was natural for the soldiers to complain about the long march and the fruitless gains.

But fortunately, we have finally reached our goal, so everything is not far away.

The scout leader continued to gallop forward with his companions, shouting, "Don't worry! Those steppe slaves have been in contact with the Romans. They say these barbarians have built several fortresses in the north of their territory to try to stop us!"

The sound of the wind distorted the laughter and carried it away.

The arrogance of viewing the enemy as backward barbarians is shared by the vast majority of people in this army, even the scouts who need to be the most cautious.

Their mission was almost over. They only needed to confirm the location of the enemy fortress and the general situation before returning to rest. It was inevitable that they would relax a little.

They have been through a lot and are used to it.

During their march, the Alans did not encounter any obstacles worth mentioning except for a few nomadic riders and Roman sentries who harassed them like flies. Moreover, actions such as poisoning, filling wells, and setting traps did not cause too many casualties.

For example, the lack of water source is a very fatal problem for an army on a long expedition in a foreign country, but it can be easily resolved by the existence of extraordinary powers. The Alan people use a spell scroll that seals the three-ring "rainmaking spell" to easily create water for the army. A giant, half-mechanical and half-magical "chariot" is a huge mobile castle used to transport supplies. If such a war machine alone is used to carry rations, it can transport three months' rations for 50,000 soldiers at a time. Although the disadvantage is also obvious that it needs to travel on relatively flat terrain, this alone can greatly save manpower in transporting supplies.

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