Looking at the fully armed Holy Knights, Hill smiled and nodded from where he hovered in the air. "It really has been a long time. Have you all been well?"
He glanced at the merchants drawing water in the temple and the grim-faced regulars by the inn entrance, then sighed softly.
They hadn't been this wary even when they learned that Telly the bartender was a dragon.
Even the people from Luskan, who were little better than pirates, had carried on drinking in the tavern without a care.
They had merely watched their behavior so they wouldn't anger the bartender.
But these knights hadn't even entered the inn, and plenty of people were already standing guard at the door with knives in hand.
Hill knew that letting them into the inn would cause serious trouble.
He gave them his most sincere smile. "Those are pegasi you're riding, aren't they? Please, come up! There's plenty of room in my courtyard."
The Holy Knights exchanged surprised looks. Few people were willing to host them in their homes.
"Of course." Their captain laughed heartily. Their mounts were no ordinary animals and clearly had minds of their own. Light soon shimmered around their hooves, and they trod upon the wind, following Hill down into the courtyard.
"Will bluegrass and ryegrass do?" Once they landed, Hill found some pasture-grass seeds that horses liked in his Seed Bag. There happened to be an open patch in front of the building.
"Of course." The Holy Knights dismounted and watched curiously as Hill scattered the seeds with a sweep of his hand, then cast Natural Blessing.
The grass sprang up at once. The Unicorn Pegasi galloped over and buried their heads in it, eating heartily.
"Mr. Hill," the captain asked curiously, "we've seen Druids accelerate plant growth many