He lounged in the hot water, listening to List's report.
"The Undead Tribe has started planting. The plains near our territory are almost completely sown.
They seem to want to create something unique, so they specifically asked about the colors of the Srei flowers and the sizes of the trees.
They also asked if they could take some seeds back to plant in their own land. I agreed, as long as they plant at least eighty percent of it around here."
Hill nodded, it was good as long as they planted nearby. Whenever he had time, he would go outside to sprinkle some Nature's Blessing to help enrich the soil.
"Lily of the Valley," List hesitantly said, "I've heard that they can plant Magical Plants further afield. It seems to have spurred a lot of seeds, spreading chaotically with the wind every day. She's becoming more and more fond of gossip. I originally warned her to keep away from Mr. Fran's territory.
But after Mr. Fran found out, he took a branch with him.