I Am A Notorious Hidden Boss In The Alternate World

"Yes, Boss."

Xiao Pipi's lips twitched slightly, but he still complied.

Even so, he could not help but turn his head to Xiao Hua with a blaming look—only for her to poke her tongue back at her father.

High risk, high return.

Since her Big Brother Albion was the Dark Lord, the Xiao family naturally only stand to gain more benefits following him than if they were to follow Emperor Polemos under him.

Nevertheless, Xiao Hua silently wondered if the Boss will still act like the same next-door big brother she interacted with or the cold, ruthless Dark Lord he was rumored to be.

Shortly after Albion turned back to Fenriri, he could see that she was packing up her 'dog food' in a disposable bag with one hand for her sister.

"Forget the food. It won't taste good being mixed like that."

"Eh~? But Fenriri wants to share some food with big sister."

"Fenrira will get some, but not like this. This is an insult to the food, the chef who prepped it, and certainly to your sister. This is giving leftovers to a pet that you treat like a rubbish bin," Albion stated.

Of course, in his mind, Albion thought that Fenriria will still eat the food regardless and with a content look, no less, due to the food being better than average, even when mixed—just like most dogs.

No matter what you give them, they will happily eat it—even if it was the same thing over and over again.

It was kind of sad, really.

"Ah? Is that so, Master?"

Fenriri jumped with a startled look after hearing her master's words as she was definitely treating her elder sister as a rubbish bin.

Shortly after, she furrowed her brows and asked, "Then how should Fenriri deliver the food to big sister, Master?"

Just as Albion was about to call a subordinate over, an old subordinate arrived promptly to assist him with any miscellaneous tasks he may require assistance with like it was anticipated.

"My Lord, this old subordinate was told by the emperor that you may need some help with trivial tasks and sent this old subordinate over to assist you with them," Old Giza informed.

"Ah, Old Giza, right? I remember you," Albion nodded in acknowledgment before stated, "I do have a task for you. I want fifty servings of the food served at this banquet packed up neatly for takeaway."

"It would be best if each serving of food is different. But if there have to be duplicate food within the fifty servings, they should all be the premium meat dish."

"Understood, my Lord," Old Giza nodded and said, "I will have the chef pack the food for you right away and have them use the best-quality containers to retain the freshness of the food for an extended period, my Lord."

"That would be great. Thank you, Old Giza."

"No, my Lord. It is my honor to serve you," Old Giza replied humbly before saying, "This old subordinate will go now. It should not take longer than half an hour."

"Good."

Shortly after Old Giza left, Albion felt Fenriri's fluffy wagging under her cloak before he casually asked while they waited, "What's up with you? You seem to be in an excellent mood."

"Master remembers that Fenriri loves meat the most," Fenriri said happily.

"Well, no sh*t. It was only some time ago that you told me," Albion shrugged nonchalantly before his lips curled into a sly smile and asked, "But what makes you think the extra meat servings are for you and your sister?"

"It's not?"

Fenriri's eyes widened with a look of sheer disappointment and betrayal as if her heart would shatter if it was not.

"You love your meat, but do you think I don't love my meat?" Albion chuckled softly before his expression suddenly froze at his own misleading words, which could invite misunderstands, "Hm… that came out wrong. What I meant was that I also love steak."

"Oh…" Fenriri uttered with a dispirited look.

"Alright, cheer up. It's not like you and your sister won't get a share," Albion casually pinched her nose and added, "Fifty servings isn't little. But even if we run out, we can always go back for more."

"One thing you know is that if you have the power and wealth here, you will never lack food even if the rest of the world is starving. You'll understand just how unfair the world can be once you spend some time in this world."

"People can throw big parties like this and start a food war, wasting the food by hurling it at each other for fun while some countries are living in extreme poverty and having entire cities and towns of people starving to death."

After listening to Albion's speech, Fenriri was greatly startled and silently swore in her heart to never waste food.

What if the resentful spirits of the people who starved to death cursed her for wasting food when they find out?

She definitely did not want that.

Fenriri reached out and grabbed the disposable bag of food with the intent of finishing it off herself later.

However, it was snatched and thrown away by Albion and said, "I can't have my people eating food like this. Just let it be a lesson—whether you feel guilty for wasting food or not, it is a privilege enjoyed by the strong."

"Nevertheless, it seems like you are quite shaken by the fact that a lot of people starve to death in this world," Albion shortly mentioned before asking, "Does it not happen to your tribe despite living in such extreme environments on the other side?"

"No, Master," Fenriri shook her head and said, "It's because we understand the difficulty increasing our numbers due to the high death rate of infants that we would never let a tribesman starve to death even if the hunt of the day was bad."

"However, this is only possible because we can use Life Aura to conserve our energy in place of food or enter a cryosleep."

"I see….. No, this is interesting," Albion rubbed his chin thoughtfully at the discovery before muttering, "Even humans have yet to master cryosleep technology."