Throne Of Another World

After the establishment of the alliance, he basically didn't need to participate. He occasionally went to participate in a few games or recruited team members for training. Life became comfortable. If he was not too young, Cage would want to pick up girls and have fun. Life must always be fun! Life became richer.

"Your Highness, Aunt Dena wants to see you."

"Oh, please let her in." Cage was surprised that Aunt Dena would come to him. He hadn't seen Aunt Dena for a long time. For this wet nurse who raised him, Cage felt that he still had some special connection with him.

"Your Highness, please save my Djokovic." Aunt Dena knelt in front of him as soon as she entered the door.

"Hurry up, what happened?" Cage helped Aunt Dena up and asked her.

"My Djokovic had a conflict with someone and was arrested and taken to the Imperial Capital Supervision Office." Aunt Dena was crying and snotting, so Cage didn't understand what happened?

"Auntie Dena, don't be anxious, tell me the story slowly!" Cage was also confused. At least he had to know what happened so that he could think of a solution. He would definitely help Auntie Dena. She was his nanny and she took care of him when he was young.

"Watson, bring a chair and a cup of tea."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Cage asked Auntie Dena to get ready and listen to her narration of the whole story.

"That's right, Your Highness." Auntie Dena sorted out her emotions, stopped sobbing, and wiped her tears. She was too anxious when she came. Seeing Cage was like seeing a relative. She thought that only Cage could save her husband. She was so concerned that she couldn't help crying the moment she saw him.

Listening to Dena's story, Cage roughly understood what was going on. It turned out that in the slums, their tavern had always been a frequented place for low-level mercenaries, and the business had always been good. Later, it was spotted by local gangsters, who charged them a certain amount of protection money every month. In order to keep things quiet, Dejo paid as required, but recently for some unknown reason, the protection money increased to a level they could not afford. Dejo, who used to be a mercenary, was very unhappy, so he refused to pay. When a group of gangsters came to collect the money, Dejo went out to fight with them. As a mercenary, Djokovic still has some strength, but two fists cannot beat four hands. No matter how powerful Djokovic is, he is only a third-level warrior. A warrior without fighting spirit will inevitably be beaten by a group of people. Although he knocked down several people, he was also knocked down and arrested by the Supervision Office. He was accused of intentional injury. The gangsters were numerous and powerful. The supervisor obviously favored this group of gangsters and asked Dena to pay a large amount of medical expenses. He emptied all the money in the store at once, but the Supervision Office did not release him. Dena was anxious and ran to argue. He was directly driven out and came to find Cage.

Cage probably understood that this was simply collusion between officials and bandits! It was a very bloody plot. Now the key to the problem is that the Supervision Office has confirmed the evidence. Even if Cage uses his identity to force it, the effect will not be good. It is estimated that there will be a handle left. In the future, it will become very passive to do other things. It will be much easier if he comes to me at the first time of the incident.

"Auntie Dena, do you remember the injured thugs and the gang that robbed the store?"

"Yes."

"Do you know where they live?"

"Yes."

"That's good, Watson, take my name card to the Supervisory Council and tell their Chief Inspector not to touch Uncle Deyo."

"Yes, Your Highness." Watson went out in response.

"Auntie Dena, I'm afraid your tavern can't be saved. But don't worry, just stay in my house for the time being, and I'll help you reopen a store after a while." Cage said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Dena knelt down and saluted Cage. Cage helped her up and didn't let her kneel down. He was not used to people kneeling in front of him.

"House, come here."

"Yes, Your Highness." House hurriedly walked in front of Cage.

"Mrs. Dena, take House to the place where the gangsters live and let their leaders and the injured gangsters sign a contract that they have paid the compensation." Cage looked at House and said, "If they don't sign, use your fists to let them know whether they have paid the fee. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Your Highness." House can now fully understand Cage's idea, which is to use force to make them obedient. If they don't stop, it's still okay to let everyone break some devices. They will never come to trouble him, the prince, not to mention that he has a trick. If they come, Cage will welcome them even more.

At night, Djokovic had already arrived at the palace. The moment he saw Cage, he knelt down with Dena.

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness." The two kowtowed like pounding ginger.

"Hurry up, get up, you don't need to do this in my palace." Cage hurriedly stepped forward and helped the two people up.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for saving me." Djokovic held Cage's arm and trembled slightly.

"Okay. Watson, arrange a place for Aunt Dena to live. Uncle, please rest here for a while. Don't worry about the tavern for now. I will help you rebuild it later. Aunt Dena is my nanny. You are at home here. Also, never kneel in my palace. I don't like it."

"Yes, yes." Djokovic nodded quickly. A man in his forties looked almost sixty years old. It seemed that he had suffered a lot. Djokovic was still relatively tall. Cage could feel the strength contained in his body. People who have exercised are indeed different.

"Watson, ask the pastor to treat Uncle Dejokovic. Aunt Dena, where are the other people at home?"

"The two brothers Saul and Bill are still guarding at home, afraid that the gangsters will come." Dena's heart has basically calmed down now. It seems that he can't live at home.

"House, you go home with Auntie, bring the necessary things, and take them both over."

"Yes." House bowed and answered.

"Auntie, there are too many empty rooms in my palace. Why don't you move in to avoid trouble in the future? The house has been sold. The main items are kept, and the others are not needed." Cage thought it was better for the whole family to come.

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness!"

The two bowed and walked out. When they came back, they brought two brothers, one tall and one short. The short one is called Bill, who is about the same age as Cage, but half a head shorter. The tall one is already eighteen years old, named Saul. Because of good genes, they are both strong.

"Hello, Your Highness." The two people knelt down and bowed when they saw Cage, but Cage had already helped them up.

"We were all raised by Auntie Dena, so we can be considered brothers from the same milk. There is no need to bow in the future. Have you learned fighting spirit?" Cage asked.

"I trained with my father for a few years." Saul is older and speaks more tactfully. The two brothers are typical brown-haired people, and they are also people with relatively developed muscle fibers. Although they have missed the best time to exercise, they are not without development prospects. Both of them are now considered level 2 warriors.

"Are you willing to go further?"

"Yes." The two answered excitedly.

"House!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"I'll leave them to you. Train them well. I hope to see them break through level 3 within three months." Cage ordered. According to the excellent training method of King Kong Dou Qi, they should be able to reach the requirements quickly.

"Yes, Your Highness." House answered loudly.

Cage nodded and ordered Watson to arrange accommodation for them. Anyway, the Bauhinia Manor is relatively large. Although a part of it is divided for construction, it is more than enough to accommodate several people. After having money, the Bauhinia Manor has been renovated and is much better than before.

The two brothers lived in such a luxurious place for the first time. They were inevitably excited and walked around happily. Of course, they also saw the legendary level 8 magic bear, Xiao Hei, in the imperial capital. The two men only dared to watch from a distance but did not dare to go forward. There was always a fear in their hearts. In the eyes of the magic bear, weak humans like them were no different from ants, just bigger in size and a little more troublesome to deal with.