Even though Viola did not seem to care much about Hill, Fran had long noticed the Druids' overtly surprised expressions when Hill released Nature's Blessing.
For these Druids, who lived in the wilderness all year round, Hill, who could make plants grow rapidly, was truly the being they needed the most.
"Luckily, there are no Druids in my family," Fran laughed, "Seeing Hill's Nature's Blessing, are you distressed? Why isn't he a Druid, right? If he were, you could take him away. Do you think Hill is so easy to talk to?"
"If he were a Druid, he would want companions too," Viola did not deny, she indeed thought that.
"Hill is a Magician, and he never thought about living with Magicians either!" Fran sat at the desk, looking at Viola, "Druids, do you now feel like you're neither Elves nor humans?"
Viola frowned, almost about to explode in anger, but she controlled her erupting emotions.