At least, his wives could be Gods in the future, at most, in a hundred or so years. And he could wait for the time no problem. It was nothing impossible for long living races.
Herara was also more than happy to learn of that and enthusiastically inquired in disbelief and a bit of hope mixed in, "Really? Is that really true? Could you really be Ancient Origins?"
"Of course." Allen nodded. He thought of something and cleared his throat, trying to take on a stern position, "Your highness, you want us to work for you?"
"No no no, I wouldn't dare, cooperation at most. I would like to cooperate with powerful Gods such as yourselves." Herara thought that as Ancient Origins, why would they lower their heads to a little princess like her.
With their talents, the Cloud Palace would more than accept them. Let alone herself, who was weaker than the Cloud Palace in every possible area. So she had to humble herself and throw away all suspicions.
