Throne Of Another World

The entire concert lasted only a little over one magic hour, about an hour and a half, which was very tiring for the singers, not to mention that they had to sing for several days. After the first day of performance, the Tianyin Band packed up and walked out of the backstage and returned to the hotel to rest.

"Vidi, what's the name of the singing girl?" Cage was a little interested in the Tianyin Band.

"Lydia."

"Does she have elf blood?" Cage asked.

"I don't know, maybe. Their band has been established for hundreds of years, and every generation is the best singer on this continent. Some people say they have elven blood. After all, the best singers in the world are the elves, and they look like elves, but the elves never come into contact with foreign races, so there shouldn't be any elves who do this kind of thing."

Cage knows more about the elves than he does. The elves are a very stubborn race. Even if they are forced to give birth to half-elf hybrids, the nobles will generally choose to kill such children in order to ensure their reputation and face. Very few can survive. Killing children is also against the rules of the elves. The elves regard new life as a gift from the gods, so they will cherish it even more. Half-elves born generally have good talents and are very accomplished in magic.

The next day, Cage continued to tell stories with songs. He gradually lost interest and had long lost the beauty of the voice. Although sometimes sadness or other things can resonate with music, Cage has long passed the age of excitement.

The three-day concert was very successful. Lydia and the others also accepted the invitation of King Reis XII to attend the royal invitation. Cage was finally glad that he was free from the torture of voice. Fortunately, there was no sheep voice, otherwise Cage would have vomited blood. Cage was very funny and asked the Imperial Hotel to hang up a banner to celebrate. It is estimated that they also made a lot of money this time. After all, choosing a place as a stage does not cost money, and the emperor will definitely reward some first.

Cage was also invited to the banquet. In order to increase popularity, any noble who is a little famous will attend the banquet. Cage has always hated the royal banquet. A group of people sitting together to eat a meal and holding some simple court dances at the same time really did not arouse Cage's interest. Cage would rather organize a dance party by himself, which would definitely be more fun than the royal banquet.

Cage handed the invitation to the palace eunuch, who took it to the palace ballroom. His Majesty the Emperor still sat in the highest place, and the ministers came next. There were a total of 5 people from the Tianyin Orchestra, in addition to Lydia, there were four magicians who covered themselves in magician clothes, just like Saudi Arabians, only revealing two eyes, and it was impossible to tell whether they were men or women under the wide clothes.

Many people kept going to Lydia's table to toast and say some congratulatory words, and at the same time they also wanted to chat with the beauty to gain her favor, after all, everyone loves beauty. After Cage saluted Reis XII, he sat in the place prepared for him. Silently drinking a light Langhe wine, looking at the nobles who surrounded the king and Lydia throughout the ball.

When the first music sounded, Lydia came to King Reis XII generously and made an aristocratic gesture of invitation, elegant and beautiful. King Reis XII smiled and returned a royal etiquette, gently holding Lydia's delicate hand, and began to dance the first court dance as the music sounded. The slow music sounded elegant, but this soft music was not liked by Cage.

"Seventh brother." Harris slipped over from the side, holding a glass of wine at a young age.

"Harris, why don't you go find other noble ladies." Cage smiled and joked.

"Seventh brother is making fun of me, I'm still young." Harris smiled embarrassedly. In fact, many nobles lose their virginity in their teens. After all, they have a lot of opportunities. People in this world are much more precocious than those in the previous life, and anything is possible.

"Why do you have time to come to me!" Cage smiled at this brother with the same father and mother, and he had no ill feelings towards him.

Harris moved closer and whispered in Cage's ear, "Seventh Brother, can you introduce me to the Prime Minister and the others?"

Cage looked at this brother. Now is indeed a good opportunity to contact the nobles. The function of the ball is just that. Cage smiled and said, "Today's occasion is not suitable for contacting these people. At such a happy time, contacting them will cause their disgust and the result will not be good."

"Then what should I do? I hope you can teach me, Seventh Brother." Harris felt that he should be closer to Cage. Although they had very little contact, they were brothers after all and had certain advantages. Harris felt that he had been hitting a wall everywhere during this period, and the results were not very good. He had not made any achievements, and his mother kept urging him to establish relationships with some nobles as soon as possible.

"When they become strong, they will naturally come to you. Now is not the time to contact them. These people are in power, and they don't care about someone who is not strong enough. If you have considerable influence in the court or in the military, these nobles will naturally lean towards you." Cage really wants to see the cruel struggle of the royal family, so that the game can be more interesting. If it is too bland, he really has no mood to watch the show. Although he doesn't want to do anything, it doesn't prevent him from watching the show, and he doesn't mind giving this fellow brother a little advice.

Harris thought about Cage's words carefully and felt that they made sense, but he was completely in the dark about how to operate them. He didn't know anything. After all, he was only a twelve-year-old child. Even if he was influenced by power in the court, his psychological maturity did not mean his behavioral maturity. "Seventh brother, I want you to help me, tell me what I should do, and help your fellow brother." Harris looked at Cage attentively and kindly.

Cage could fully understand the cold light in his eyes. The little boy had already shown great desire, but Cage didn't care. It had nothing to do with him. In his opinion, Harris was too eager for quick success and rushed. "Don't rush for success. You don't have any team yet, and you don't have any power in the court. What's more, your father is still young and has enough time. You should get in touch with more excellent talents at the grassroots level, give them opportunities, promote them, make them your confidants, and make them willing to support you. No one is born a noble. Many excellent people lack opportunities. When they become in charge of a certain power, they will return your help to repay your previous help. When these great nobles see that your power is strong, they will naturally come to support you. They will not lean on anyone now, they will only rely on those with strong strength." Cage decided to help this little brother and remind him where he should find a breakthrough. It doesn't make much sense to spend time on great nobles. If you don't have strength, you will never have strength. They will never support a weak person.

Harris understood what Cage meant. Cage had pointed out a new path for him, letting him know what he should do. Strengthening his own strength was what he should do now. He already had a good reputation among the lower nobles. Now it depends on how to do it. It seems that Cage is different from others and will definitely not say this to others. "Thank you, Brother Seven." Harris thanked him from the bottom of his heart. He didn't need to hesitate anymore.

"Cage, Harris, what are you talking about?" Warner didn't know when he found Cage and the others talking intimately. Now Cage is a big celebrity and the most profitable person in the entire royal family. Making friends with Cage is making good gold coins. Harris and Cage are brothers. Now they are so intimate. There must be some good projects. Even if they can't intervene, they can't do it well.

"Harris was fascinated by Miss Lydia's style and was discussing with me how to get close to her." Cage smiled and changed the subject without leaving a trace. It's better to let Harris take the blame for this little black pot. He told him so many things, and it's still okay to make some interest!

Warner didn't see any clues on Cage's face. Holding a glass of wine, he smiled and said, "Cage, do you want to expand your barbecue restaurant? I'm willing to add some money to help you."

Cage looked at Warner, and then glanced at Harris next to him, and naturally understood their thoughts. Cage smiled and said, "Of course I want to expand. After all, there is a shortage of supply now. There are too many people coming, and I can't handle it."

"Cage, you name a price, and I'll help you." Warner thought this was a very good opportunity.

"Seventh brother, just tell me how much, and I'm willing to help you." Harris naturally knew the benefits, and of course he wanted to get involved.

"I think you misunderstood what I meant. I mean I want to expand his influence." Cage saw the disappointed expressions of the two people, but didn't take it to heart. He smiled and continued, "I mean why don't you open your own store?"

"Open your own store?" The two people were even more confused.