I Am A Notorious Hidden Boss In The Alternate World

Sometime later, Albion went back to the spaceship and brought it down to the stronghold before Fenriri and Fenrira rushed over to their elder brother. 

"Brother Fenrio!" 

The two wolf-girls called out as Fenrio received first-aid treatment along with his subordinates on one side while the rebels knelt on another side—not by choice but under Albion's mental pressure as he kept them in place.

"Rira? Riri? You're both alive?! That's great! I heard you were taken the hairless monkeys!" 

Fenrio quickly recognized the two wolf-girls after his eyes were rinsed and cleaned of the blood obscuring his vision. 

"Hm?" Fenrio noticed Albion's presence shortly after before he exclaimed, "Why is one of the enemy doing outside of his cage? Quickly capture him—!" 

"Brother Fenrio, Master was the one who saved you!" Fenriri shouted. 

"What? This person saved me?" Fenrio glanced at Albion with surprise briefly before he shook his head and said with shock, "No, more importantly, did you just call this monkey your master, little sister? How can you have a master? You're a princess, you know?" 

"Brother Fenrio! Even if you are my brother, Fenriri will not allow you to disrespect Fenriri's master. You are talking to an Aura God, you know?!"

Although it seemed like Fenriri was threatening her brother, she was actually warning him to save his life.

If her master was offended, no one would be able to save him.

"An Aura God? How is that possible…"

Albion eventually shifted his gaze over before he asked indifferently, "You want to put me inside of a cage?"

His tone was casual, but the lofty weight and authority hidden behind it immediately made Fenrio's expression turn solemn as he studied Albion seriously.

"This voice… and you speak our language no less…" Despite his disbelief, Fenrio analyzed before his eyes slowly widened before he graciously said with his head lowered, "You really are my savior. Thank you for saving my life." 

"Oh? I can see that you are in doubt of my strength. But despite that, you are still willing to set aside your pride and lower your head to me?" Albion asked curiously.

"The Iceborn Wolf Tribe may be proud, but we will never forget a favor, nor will we ever leave a blood debt unpaid either," Fenrio stated forthrightly.

"I see," Albion uttered before he calmly said, "Well, you should not thank me too soon. I am not much different from the rebels. I also want to subjugate your Iceborn Wolf Tribe."

"The only difference is that I do not discriminate and offer you all a chance to live—including them," Albion pointed to the rebels kept under mental pressure before asking, "What about it? Are you all willing to submit to me?" 

"We are willing to submit to you, my Lord!" 

Rumble…

The wolf-men rebels' united answer shook the ground with their sheer volume after their mental pressure was lifted. 

However, Fenrio glared at them and said, "What the hell is this? Even if you are rebels, how can you submit to another race?! Where is your pride as a member of the Iceborn Wolf Tribe?!"

"The Iceborn Wolf Tribe is proud, but we also respect the strong! It is not humiliation but an honor to follow someone powerful as the Lord!" the wolf-men rebels spoke decisively. 

Not much was needed to be said. 

The strongest among them was flattened upon the person's arrival while the rest could not even resist the person's invisible power. 

The sense of helplessness brought by absolute strength overwhelmed them. 

If what Princess Riri said was true about the person's cultivation, Lord Bahram would not be fit to even lick the person's feet.

The might of an Aura God was not something mere mortals can hope to contend. 

And when such a force is on the side of the enemy, any hopes of conquering the new world was nothing more than a pipe dream.

"We are also willing to submit to the Lord!" 

Fenrio's subordinate suddenly voiced their submission before Fenrio was stunned, shocked, frozen with disbelief and a sense of betrayal. 

"You guys…" Fenrio uttered.

"You should also submit to our master, brother. Resistance is futile, and only by submitting to Master will the Iceborn Wolf Tribe have a future in the new world," Fenrira persuaded. 

"That's right, brother!" Fenriri quickly agreed and added, "Master is a great person. The Iceborn Wolf Tribe will not suffer losses and only stand to gain and prosper by following him!"

"I am a prince of the Iceborn Wolf Tribe!" Fenrio stated firmly before saying, "If I bow my head to the humans, how can I still stand with my head held high among my people?" 

"Brother, that is a foolish thought. Why stand tall among hundreds of thousands of our tribesmen when you can stand tall among billions or even trillions of people from various races in the future?" Fenriri stated. 

As Fenrira and Fenriri continued to persuade their elder brother, Albion checked the time to time before muttering with furrowed brows, "I'm going to be really late at this point."

"I better wrap things up here quickly." 

Shortly after he decided, he began making a few exchanges with the system.

Ding!

<You have upgraded [Basic-level Eyes of Ashura] → [Intermediately Eyes of Ashura]>

<You have expended 3 units of divine energy>

<You have upgraded [Intermediate-level Eyes of Ashura] → [Expert-level Eyes of Ashura]>

<You have expended 5 units of divine energy>

<[Balance]: 15/1000 Divine Energy>

<You have upgraded [Basic-level Throwing] → [Intermediate-level Throwing]>

<You have expended 1 unit of divine energy>

<You have upgraded [Intermediate-level Throwing] → [Expert-level Throwing]>

<You have expended 1 unit of divine energy>

<[Balance]: 13/1000 Divine Energy>

…

Shortly after, Albion's throwing skill was refined, and the range of his vision was enhanced by the hundredfold.

"Haiz…" 

Albion sighed and lamented at himself for being extravagantly wasteful with his divine energy despite knowing better.

If he was not tight on time, he would not have spent divine energy like this normally…

Nevertheless, Albion shortly glanced around before locking onto a spear held in a wolf-man rebel's hand. 

Evidently, it was a Hunter's weapon, but the wolf-man rebel had taken a liking to it.

"Mind if I borrow this spear?" 

"If you like it, you can have it, my Lord."

"Oh, why thank you." Albion accepted the spear with a nod and said nonchalantly, "Well, you probably won't be getting it back anyway."

The wolf-man rebel was immediately stunned.