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But in addition to the surprise, a strange question came to her mind.

He was clearly a lover and a plaything given by Mirielle to herself. Where did he get the money to buy such an expensive gift?

"Miriel is not rich. Ninety percent of the people in Athens believe in the Orthodox Church. Aenarion did not try to make Catholicism the state religion, and various taxes could not be collected at all. Miriel is not rich at all. How can you, as her possession, have so much money that you can even afford such a ring? Did you steal it?"

Mara looked at her lover seriously.

"Tell me quickly, where did you get this? I'll buy it first with money, and then you can give it to me."

Aenarion could not help but laugh at her words.

"Don't worry, dear, I saved up money to buy this myself."

"Impossible! How can you have that much money? I've seen all kinds of jewelry in the Ottoman Empire. Your money must start with two thousand silver coins, which is a sum that an ordinary person can only save up for sixteen or seventeen years without eating or drinking!"

Mara still looked unconvinced.

"You, are you hiding something from me?"

Seeing that things had come to this point, Aenarion no longer concealed his true identity.

"Actually, Miriel and I have the opposite relationship. I'm the master, and she's my mistress."

Lady Mara's face changed suddenly. There were not many men who could make the Bishop of Athens willingly become his mistress and master.

"The man before you is Aenarion, the Despot of Athens, the Governor of Thessaly, the Conqueror of Crimea, the Protector of the Aegean Islands, and the War Marshal of the Eastern Roman Empire."

Madam Mara's face changed drastically. Her charming and charming face instantly turned into a haughty and fierce face that was intimidating without anger. The Eastern Roman Empire's warlord Aenarion? No wonder, no wonder, with her recent appearance, Muhammad hated this man to the bone and assembled six legions to attack his territory.

So, this man approached me with a purpose! He wanted to marry me, make me a shield, and force his adopted son to withdraw his troops - he didn't like me at all! The reason why he climbed into my bed, made me pregnant, and even forced my son into marriage was the same as my father! Just like Emperor Constantine of the Eastern Roman Empire! He just wanted a cold and dirty political marriage! A suitable prop! None of them regarded me as a living person! Only Muhammad truly respected me and truly treated me as a relative and a mother!!!

He is the same as his father! All he cares about is his family and kingdom! He never cares about his own feelings!!!

"roll!"

Mara was furious, with tears dripping from her eyes. She kicked Aenarion, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground. She was so furious that she even transformed into a beast, revealing her true appearance!

It was a horrifying beast, resembling a dragon, twelve meters long and four meters tall, but without wings, with a thick neck, a huge head and a bloody mouth, abnormally developed hind limbs, but short forelimbs, causing the whole dragon to walk upright on its two hind legs. The surface of its body was covered with pale, rough scaly skin, and on top of this skin, there were extremely gorgeous blue feathers.

This is a dinosaur that has long been extinct! It looks like a relative of Tyrannosaurus, Yutyrannosaurus! Can the Slavic beast plague even transform this thing? Or is it that the dinosaurs in this world are not extinct? ? ?

Aenarion was very surprised when he saw the Tyrannosaurus covered with blue feathers. According to the research of Eastern Roman scholars, the beast plague is a changeable virus. It will be infected with the characteristics of any animal it comes into contact with. If the virus first came into contact with a bear and then infected an ancestor of the Slavs, he would become an infected bear-like beastman, and the child he gave birth to would be a born bear-shaped beastman. This virus would directly contaminate human genes and continue to spread through reproduction until the bloodline was completely extinct.

In theory, then, the virus could have come into contact with a long-dead dinosaur and then infected the ancestors of the Serbian king's lineage.

Beastmen have long since left the realm of humans. They are real monsters. Ordinary humans and elves are born as civilians and need training to

Convert a civilian level into a powerful professional level such as a warrior or a mage, and then upgrade it slowly.

Animals are born with several beast levels depending on their strength. For example, tigers and brown bears have beast levels of about 6 to 7 when they grow up. Weaker leopards and wild wolves only have beast levels of 1 to 3.

The beastmen are a combination of the two! They are born with a civilian level, and after mastering the tricks of transformation, they will also have the corresponding animal level! And they have the power of beasts that far exceeds the limits of ordinary human bodies! Mastering this is much faster than learning a profession. After all, this animal instinct is hidden deep in their genes. Learning this is as easy as a cat learning to climb a tree or a mouse learning to dig a big hole.

Aenarion looked at Lady Mara with a serious expression and found that this thing was actually quite strong. She was a level 14 professional, a level 1 human civilian, plus the Yutyrannus's own level 13 beast level. However, it was an animal after all, with a strength of only 28, a little weaker than Indrognir.

In the past life, when some people described women with bad tempers and being strong, they always liked to call them female Tyrannosaurus or mother Tyrannosaurus.

And now, the girl in front of him is really a Tyrannosaurus Rex!

"Roar!!!"

Queen Mara opened her bloody mouth, revealing two rows of razor-sharp teeth, and let out a heart-wrenching roar. The terrifying roar even turned into a substantial shock wave, tearing through the nearby ground with a devastating force, and blowing the green grass into the air. Aenarion was also unstable and took three or four steps back before he could barely stand.

Chapter 283: Four Horses Gathering Their Hooves

If it was a simple battle, Aenarion would not take the queen seriously at all, as she had strength but had never fought for more than 30 years and had no combat experience.

However, my goal is not to defeat her, but to convince her, and it would be best to defeat her without any harm - this is a bit troublesome.

Lady Mara's eyes were filled with tears as she roared and charged at her lover. Her mouth took up at least a quarter of her twelve-meter-long body. Her three-meter-long bloody mouth suddenly opened to its limit and swallowed Aenarion's entire body, along with the land under his feet! Two rows of razor-sharp fangs were tearing the earth apart like a plow!

Aenarion's mind moved, and a skeleton giant wearing psychic armor and burning with the purple flames of Sakshi roared out! He was covered in purple psychic energy, protecting him tightly. Four big hands tightly pressed the upper and lower dragon jaws of the sky-devouring beast, making it impossible for her to close her mouth. The bite force of this monster was quite terrible. The skeleton giant only held on for a second before a crack appeared on his bones.

"Listen to me, dear! I admit that I did approach you with a purpose, but after these few days of contact, understanding, and dialogue, my mind has changed. I swear to God that I am proposing to you not for any political purpose, but because I sincerely hope to grow old with you and our children!"

Seeing that he couldn't bite through this strange thing, the Tyrannosaurus swung its thick neck violently and threw Aenarion high into the sky.

At the same time, she spun her body, and her long, powerful tail, like a pale whip decorated with blue feathers, swept across the sky with a whistling sound. It was so fast and so powerful that it even made a terrifying sonic boom, and it hit the body of the purple flame giant hard! Aenarion only felt his body suddenly accelerate, and by the time he reacted, he had already flown out, smashing and knocking over two or three trees in a row before falling heavily to the ground.

"You may fool a young girl with your words! But I am past the age of dreaming! Aenarion! My most precious youth has been devoured by a political marriage, and I will never be involved in it again for the rest of my life! Besides, how many wives have you married? Ah? Are you saying that I am the one you love the most among all the ones you meet and love?"

Mara roared and charged again. Her huge lizard feet left horrible claw marks on the ground as the earth trembled. Aenarion immediately drew out the Spear of Dionysus. The best way to deal with such a giant beast was to bombard it with spells. It was difficult to dodge due to her huge body, but that would hurt her.

So the only solution now is to use the Spear of Dionysus to knock her back from the behemoth form!

Looking at the more than four-meter-long beast, with its bloody mouth wide open to swallow the sky and the earth, charging towards him with the shaking earth, ordinary people might have been frightened to the point of foaming at the mouth and fainting, but the knowledgeable Aenarion knew no fear. Instead, he calmly pulled out the Spear of Dionysus, rotated his ankles, waist, wrists, and coordinated his whole body to throw the golden spear out!

Mara was shocked. She had tried to transform into a beast to escape Aenarion's control before, but something scratched her ankle, causing the transformation to fail and she was turned back into human form. At that time, she was too obsessed with pleasure to think about it. Now that she thought about it carefully, could it be that the Spear of Dionysus, held by successive Eastern Roman warlords, was the thing that broke her beast transformation?

She sensed the danger coming, and with a push of her feet, the entire dragon actually leaped dozens of meters into the sky! She dodged the whistling spears directly, and her jumping ability was incomparably terrifying. When she landed, her pair of giant claws even crushed the ground, and hundreds of spider-web-like cracks spread from the giant claws to the land dozens of meters away. The huge shock wave splashed sand and dirt several meters high.

The sky! The entire grassland was shaking wildly with the loud noise of the ground falling!

"Roar!!!"

The queen mother roared and continued to charge forward. Aenarion was not in a hurry. He stretched out his left index finger and pointed forward, then hooked it back and used a [Telekinesis Throw]. The Spear of Dionysus suddenly flashed with a purple halo and was captured by psychic energy. Under the control of Aenarion's mind, it drew a 180-degree turn in the air and stabbed hard at Lady Mara's back. The sharp spear blade easily tore through the defense composed of blue feathers and white scales, and scratched her again.

In an instant, the huge beast let out an unwilling roar, and its huge body disappeared like foam, leaving only a mature and beautiful woman covering her ankle.

"I admit that I have been married many times and have had many lovers, but I love everyone equally, and I have promised that I will never leave anyone. You too, my dear Queen Mother, you said that your father used you as a tool for marriage since you were a child. You married to Osman when you were twelve or thirteen years old, and lived alone in your empty room. In your entire life, you have never felt the slightest bit of family love except for your adopted son, Muhammad."

Aenarion said frankly.

"I swear to God, I will give you a home, a real home. Me, Miriel, and the child in your belly can make up for the decades of emotional loss you've experienced. I'm not marrying you for a political marriage, and I won't use you as a pawn or a prop to do anything with you or our marriage."

Mara looked at Aenarion's beautiful face and listened to his earnest words. She was a little shaken, but still chose to continue fighting. She suddenly drew out the Spear of Dionysus and began to transform into a half-beast. In an instant, the 1.6-meter-tall beauty suddenly grew to 2.6 meters in height, as tall as Aenarion. Her breasts and buttocks also grew year-on-year, becoming more majestic and attractive.

Her slender and round thighs and arms were densely covered with a layer of white scales. Her crystal-like toes and fingers turned into sharp, slender claws and were decorated with a large number of blue feathers. Her mature and beautiful face also had faint traces of bestiality. Her teeth became long and pointed within her bright red lips, and her brown hair was mixed with a large number of gorgeous blue feathers.

In her human-animal hybrid state, she is not as large in size, which allows her to dodge Aenarion's attacks more easily. However, in her human form, she possesses the strength of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

However, the weakness of this humanoid monster is also very obvious, that is, the drastic decline in mass and volume. Before she even launched an attack, Aenarion used a necromancy spell [Curse] to weaken her strength, and then used a [Telekinesis Strategy] to capture the queen mother in front of him. The skeleton giant stretched out four huge hands that reached the sky and the earth, tightly grasped two slender arms and two round thighs, and pressed her to the ground, unable to move. Mara struggled frantically, but found that she could not get rid of this psychic power specially used to capture others alive!

Aenarion slowly took out a thick red rope, folded it in half, and used the folded part to tighten Mara's swan-like slender and graceful neck. It then extended backwards, bending her hands and feet behind her back and touching them together, forming a four-horse stance. Then he used the red rope to tightly trap her slender wrists and ankles. As long as she tried to struggle, the rope would tighten her neck, making it impossible for her to breathe. She could only keep her hands and feet bent behind her back, like a tied female animal.

"Now, can we talk properly, Queen?"

Aenarion looked earnestly into Lady Mara's eyes, and when he saw that she was tied up, she became anxious and angry, and started to curse. Aenarion sighed, and was ready to calm the Queen Mother down, so he slowly tore off her thin clothes, exposing her mature and sexy body. He put his arms around her slender waist, lifted her up high, and buried his face directly in the two huge and soft breasts, feeling their amazing elasticity and softness.

Mara let out a wanton moan in rage, her body bound and strangled by ropes. How dare they use this kind of punishment for slaves or prisoners on her? Such a humiliating situation made her body more sensitive and her mind extremely stimulated. After a few strokes, she came. The vaginal fluid and the milk from her breasts flowed like a brook, wetting her white body with blue feathers.

"Oh? It seems that the queen mother of the Ottoman Empire is actually a pervert who gets pleasure from being tied up."

Aenarion stroked his genitals, dipping his fingers in her own vaginal fluid and displaying them before his eyes, spreading two fingers slightly apart to draw a few obscene lines of fluid.

Lady Mara felt extremely humiliated and angry, but this humiliation turned into a more stimulating sensory experience, making her more and more intoxicated. She didn't even realize that Aenarion had stuffed two fingers into her mouth and asked her to lick her own vaginal fluid.

Seeing that everything was almost ready, Aenarion displayed the marble pillar and slowly penetrated the watery path of the garden, then gradually accelerated, so that Lady Mara's angry curses gradually turned into mournful moans. In the midst of wave after wave of bliss, she had to bend and stretch her toned calves backwards, otherwise the red rope would tighten around her neck.

At first, she could still hold on, but as time went on, she felt weak from being fucked by Inarion, and her bones were about to fall apart. She was unable to support herself, and her legs would bounce involuntarily, pulling the rope, which gradually tightened.

His own neck, in suffocation, his lower body tightened wildly, thousands of increasingly hot folds, rubbing, wrapping, sucking the hot spear, waves of bliss, swept through the minds of the two at the same time!

After another climax, Queen Mara rolled her eyes and fainted under the double blow of suffocation and orgasm, once again under the impact of ecstasy.

Chapter 284: Political Marriage

It was unknown how long it had passed before Lady Malar slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw the bright starry sky and Aenarion's face. The ropes that bound her had been untied, and she was lying on Aenarion's legs with a blanket covered on her.

"Have you calmed down, Queen Mother?"

Aenarion gently stroked her fair face.

Mara glanced at him angrily, and at this moment, she calmed down a little. She was no longer as emotional and irritable as an ordinary woman, but regained the calmness that a political creature should have. In the original history, this queen mother was a powerful figure who truly helped Muhammad govern the country and maintain the empire. She was the Sultan's most trusted and reliable supporter, not a vase.

She really loved the pleasure he brought her. Chatting with Aenarion was a very happy and satisfying thing. Besides, she was pregnant with his child... But once this marriage was completed, what terrible changes would the world undergo? The strongest vassal state of the Ottoman Empire would marry the most annoying enemy of the Ottoman Empire? What kind of ripples would this cause in the international community?

"You just swore to God that you married me not for political reasons but because you really liked me? Right?"

Queen Mara lay on Aenarion's lap, questioning her lover.

"I swear to God that I am not marrying you for any political reasons. I will not use you for any political purposes. Like your father, I will treat you as a handy tool. I will treat you as my family and give you a warm home, a real home."

Aenarion had hit upon what Queen Mara desired most, and she fell into a long silence.

"Then, if my adopted son, Muhammad, calls you, what will you do?"

"I will gather all my soldiers and fight him to the death. If the Sultan steps over my body and enters my palace, I only ask you to protect the rest of my family. In my eyes, you and your unborn child are as important as them."

Mara stared into Aenarion's eyes, those violet eyes were like two abysses of psychic energy, she could not see a trace of hypocrisy, only incomparable sincerity. Aenarion was gambling, gambling on Muhammad's filial piety, gambling on whether the child who had been discriminated and looked down upon by the ogre nobles all his life would attack his only adoptive mother, the little spiritual support he had as a child.

"Then, if one day, I mean if, you lead your soldiers into the capital of the Ottoman Empire, and my adopted son is about to die under your spear, what will you do?"

"I can swear to God that I will not harm him. Even if he raises an entire army in the Ottoman Empire after he leaves, a force that is strong enough to destroy me, I will let him go, because he is your adopted son, your only spiritual support before you met me. Even if I die in battle, I will not attack him."

Listening to Aenarion's solemn assurance, Lady Mara fell into a long silence. Finally, under the light of the stars and the moon, she took out the ring Aenarion had given her and gently put it on the ring finger of her left hand.

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Three days later, the news that the Serbian princess, the Ottoman Queen Mother Mara Brankovic, had married the Athenian Despot and Eastern Roman Empire war general Aenarion Angelos spread throughout the Aegean world. According to official statements, Aenarion's three wives, one a Tzeentchian and two Muslims, were not Christians, so their marriages were not recognized by Christ. So in the Orthodox Church, he was still theoretically single, and his union with Mara was sacred, legal, and valid.

The Archduke of Serbia expressed his calmness about his daughter's secret marriage. He had always intended to convert to Christianity and had wanted to marry his daughter to the Eastern Roman Emperor before, but she had refused. Now she was married to an Eastern Roman war general... well, forget it. The emperor and the war general are almost the same. Many Roman emperors in history started out as war generals and rose step by step.

The Eastern Roman Emperor was very happy. He thought his plan to win over Serbia had failed, but he didn't expect that Aenarion could help him revitalize the game and he could continue playing.

The Ottoman Sultan, Mehmed, sat in silence in his tent. Six Janissary Corps gathered in Macedonia, waiting for their Sultan's order to retake Thessaly and destroy Athens. Except for Gilman, the six legion commanders were happily calculating how much property and slaves they could plunder this time. They had no idea that Mehmed was caught in a huge dilemma. On one side of the scale was the empire entrusted to him by his father, and on the other side was his most respected mother. For the first time, this extremely crazy Sultan fell into hesitation and struggle.

"Cancel the attack plan and let the six legions return to their bases."

Muhammad struggled with his thoughts for a whole night, and finally, tiredly, he gave the order.

"Sultan! No!"

An ogre looked in amazement at the king he served, the shadow of Allah cast on the earth.

"Your prestige was not high to begin with. You finally managed to make those elven slave soldiers more loyal to you by destroying the Karamanbey Kingdom. Now you summon six legions to fight, and then send them back without firing a single arrow? This will extremely damage your reputation among them! At the very least, you have to give the legions a reasonable reason!"

"My mother loves the Athenian despot, and I don't want to do anything to make her sad. Is this reason enough?!"

Muhammad said irritably.

He knew that he was extremely willful, but when he was born, no one in his father's court looked down on this prince who was born of a sex slave and looked more like an elf than an ogre. He had no brothers and no fatherly love in his childhood. Even his mother would not allow him to look at her, for fear that the sex slave would lead the "noble" bastard prince astray. He was brought up by Mara since he was a child. Without her teachings, how could he have achieved what he has today?

Now, my mother has fallen in love with my enemy and even married him. Could I destroy his kingdom with my own hands, chop off his head, and make my mother a widow for the second time?

"Sultan, I know that you and Lady Mara have a very loving relationship, but what you are doing now is indeed too extreme."

Khalil, the Grand Vizier of the Ottoman Empire, who was second only to the emperor, tried to persuade him.

"You are using the entire empire to make your mother happy. What is the difference between your behavior and those ancient emperors who indulged in debauchery and lost their country because of women?!"

"I know, I know everything you said! I've been thinking about it all night!"

Muhammad scratched his hair anxiously.

"Tell them! I have already locked the Macedon-Thessaly corridor. Aenarion cannot expand northwards any further! Our task now is to prepare for war! Once this winter is over, we will start attacking Constantinople next spring! As long as we can take down the Queen of Ten Thousand Cities, no one in the entire empire will dare to oppose my opinion! Dare to disregard my orders! I will accomplish the greatest achievement in the history of the empire! Become the greatest sultan of the empire!

And that little Aenarion? His Rome is gone, and his title as the Despot of Athens will be gone too. As long as I can conquer Constantinople, destroy the Roman Empire, and destroy his orthodoxy, his only choice will be to surrender to me, bringing my mother with him.

I own the entire empire! I am the emperor of all Turks and Romans! The shadow of God cast on the world! Is there no room for a little spirit to accompany my mother in her old age? ! "

Chapter 285: Conclusion of the Timeline

Following the marriage of Aenarion and Mara, Muhammad withdrew his army and turned his attention from Athens to Constantinople.

As long as he could conquer that place, as long as he could conquer that place and kill his fourth uncle, no one would be able to compete with him for legitimacy! The achievements and prestige gained by conquering the Queen of Ten Thousand Cities would be enough to suppress and intimidate the entire empire! Those high-ranking lords and legion masters who secretly disagreed with him would shut up completely! And Aenarion, the warmaster who lost the emperor, would lose all legality and legitimacy. By then, the crown of the Roman Empire would be on his head. What kind of storm could he stir up?

Muhammad was like a crazy gambler who placed all his chips on Constantinople. After returning to the capital, he immediately began to gather food and grass from all over the country, built galleys in ports throughout the empire, and purchased warships from all merchants. Relying on the strong financial resources of the Ottoman Empire and the accumulation of the Sixth Great Lord, he rebuilt the imperial navy. Although the army had some complaints, thinking that the empire did not need to care about the navy, after all, the existence of this new army took away the army's original financial share, and even took away their manpower and rights.

However, the discord between the navy and the army was suppressed, divided, and bribed by Muhammad, so that no trouble occurred. He then completed the construction of Rumelia Fort and Anatolia Fort, locking the Bosphorus Strait.

Even more amazing is that Perturabo, the commander of the 5th Legion of the Iron Warriors stationed in Asia Minor, presented the Sultan with a new artillery blueprint, claiming that he had learned the forging techniques of the Christians, Mongols, Cathay Empire, Dwarves, and Ottoman Empire, and after mastering them, he created a giant artillery that could blow down the towering triple walls of Constantinople and the densely packed wizard towers. The gun was 17 meters long, weighed 20 tons, and had a barrel about 762 cm thick to withstand the huge impact when firing. The caliber was an astonishing mm! Enough to accommodate an adult!

You know, the muzzle caliber of the main battle tank in 2023 is only 100~300mm! The granite shells used in this thing weigh 680 kilograms. It is said that Perturabo destroyed hundreds of meters with one shot in Asia Minor, directly killing a Timurid general riding an Indian war elephant! And this cannon was named after the Sultan, known as the Muhammad Cannon.

Muhammad was very happy. He stroked the super cannon that was transported by sea and land on a galley, looked at the armor on his body and the Quran in his hand, and said to his men excitedly, "Steel, gunpowder, and faith are the foundation of the empire!"

The next thing was very simple. All they had to do was wait until March 1453, when the peasants had finished their busy farming season, and use the empire's terrifyingly large production capacity to build ships and cannons, and then they could launch a mighty expedition.

The chaotic legion will directly destroy Constantinople!

The fact that such a huge empire was raising troops could naturally not be hidden from everyone. In October 1452, the peasants of the Eastern Roman Empire began a new round of sowing in panic and fear, and Aenarion was also nervously preparing his army and making final preparations for the Battle of Constantinople in 10. The spy brought him news of the artillery, which made him sigh.

Even though he made so many efforts, even using money to keep Urban in Constantinople, the world line still ended. The Ottoman Empire finally developed such a terrifying cannon and was making final preparations to attack Constantinople. After three years of hard work, could the wealth he had accumulated really change the history of 1453?

Aenarion looked back at what he had done. In Europe, four provinces, Athens, Thessaly, Epirus, and the North Aegean, returned to the Roman Empire.

On the Black Sea, the Crimean Peninsula also became a new province of the empire, with a steady stream of Tatars and Slavs able to fight for the empire.