I Change The Genre From Romance To Fantasy
Episode 12's

"Ohhh...." The woman sighed. "Is your son's illness the cause of your suicidal thoughts?" he asked.

"...."

"It looks like that, you idiot. As a parent you shouldn't do such a sad thing when your son is in need of you, where is your wife?."

"In-he's dead."

"Your wife is dead and you're acting pathetic...? How childish."

I who could not bear to hear his reprimand became angry. "THEN WHAT SHOULD I DO?, JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE A NOBLE YOU'RE FREE TO SAY NONSENSE JUST LIKE THAT....

"MY SON... MY SON HAS THE SAME DISEASE THAT TOOK MY WIFE'S LIFE, AND YOU THINK I'D THINK JERNI WOULD?." My screams at him poured out all my heart that I had held for a very long time.

"My life is ruined!, those tax collectors don't want to understand my situation... They took all my HORSES.... Snif... My whole horse...." I dared to look at the woman. "I have nothing left to save my son ... Everything is gone, and soon he will be gone too... SO WHAT DO I WISH FOR!."

"Bas stupid."

"I'm Really Stupid Because I'm Not as Educated as you are" I replied in annoyance.

"Tsk, I assume what you're telling me right now is just a kilaf."

"What?."

"You should have known that even if you were in a bad mental state your behavior towards nobles like me would be considered a crime."

"I Don't Care Anymore About THOSE STUPID NOBLES."

Again the woman in front of me was silent and did not speak. Am I Too Rough? !!! Crazy one! Jordan! You Should Never Say That Even When Things Are Not OK! How Later If He Decides To Go after Carlos From Me!. My eyes were wide open, my mind became crisp.

"PARDON ME! I'M SORRY!!! PLEASE DON'T PUNISH MY SON, JUST PUNISH ME INSTEAD!," I said frANTICALLY.

"Let's just that I'm not interested in your son but instead I want something else from you."

"Huhh???."

He smiled and my body went straight for a bite. "I want this farm to be mine."

"... IT CAN'T!." My answer. "I can't do that!."

"Why? Isn't this place almost bankrupt?."

"This Is Our Ancestral Home From Generation To Generation So I Will Not Sell This Place To Anyone Until I Die!." I said firmly.

"Are you sure?."

"true."

"Aren't you going to give up this place even if I heal if I ask for it in exchange for healing your Son?."

"Yes I won't-! ... What's?."

"I told you even if I cured your son's illness?."

"Huh???? You can cure my son's illness?."

"Of course I can, and it's very easy for me."

I stopped talking later. "DON'T LIE! DON'T GIVE ME FALSE HOPE!" I said in panic.

"You think I'm lying?." Suddenly the aura around the young lady turned as sharp as a knife in my skin. "We're not that close until I have to lie to a lowly person like you." His words were so cruel in my ears but also cleared the contents of my head that had been covered in fog.

He had a point, after all from the beginning he would not have come to this place if not for wanting to own our farm but, why? Why did he get to that? The physician himself told me that my son's illness could no longer be cured.

I glanced at him with a suspicious look as he also looked at me with a face without expression. "If you want to think outside, I'll give you time for that."

"No need...." I bit my lips and grabbed my dull pants. "I will give you this farm so please heal my son" I said in tears. My son's life is more important than anything right now so I'll do whatever it takes to make him healthy.

"Please... Hix... Please heal my son... Hix... He's my only precious treasure."

"Good, show me where he is."

I took him into my son's room on the second floor of the house. There my son was still asleep in sweat all over his body. "Son...." My son did not answer my call.

"Is that your son?."

"true."

"Yeah... Sniffs... Many people said that, she was so similar to her mother that I had no choice but to accept the harsh reality."

"Well, this is exactly what the novel describes."

"Sorry???."

I don't understand what he said just now, my mind.

"Retreat me I'll treat him."

"Are you sure you can? The healers who came said that there was no medicine that could cure his pain."

"It's true there's no cure."

"Then?!, How will you cure it? Are you boo-."

My eyes opened wide when I saw the young lady take out a bottle of blue liquid from her pocket. "What is that??!." The blue bottle emitted a faint light when it was held by him.

"It's Mermaid oil."

"D-H!!!." My heart almost came out of my mouth. Mermaid oil is a very rare item that even the royal family is difficult to have and right now with my own eyes I see that rare oil that my son will soon use.

"Are you sure you gave my son a very precious Mermaid oil!

"If that's true then... With that thing only then... I'm Very Convinced That My Son Will Be Healed!." From the story that I heard first until now the oil produced from the body of mermaids is said to have healing properties of all diseases so that the item is used as a rare item and difficult to obtain even though it has a mountain pile of gold coins. "I-"

"Don't be happy, this stuff is good for curing all diseases but you don't know that this thing will also be a very deadly poison if not used properly."

"Huh??? This is the first time I've heard that."

"Well, anyone in the world wouldn't know that because I'm the only one who knows the truth for now before FL tries it on the second ML."

"I don't understand???."

"Forget over it and get away, I don't like being bullied at work."

"Ba-good." Before going out I wiped the sweat off my son's pale face. "Dad will always be here" I said and walked out of the room.

"There's a lot of drama."

After I came out of the room a few minutes later I felt a surge of magic energy spinning from inside the room. "WHAT THE -." My body goosebumps feeling a huge flow of energy from behind the bedroom door and when I touch the door knob I feel the sensation of a sharp knife directed at my neck.

"Gluuplocks... I-."

"Don't go in." The voice from within stopped my intention, I took my hand off the door knob and retreated backwards to monitor it.

An hour passed the sinister aura from inside the room had disappeared.

"Will my son be all right."

Clik.

The open door featured the figure of a black-haired young lady casually exiting from inside the room.

"I've healed him" he said shortly afterwards. "Let's talk about the ownership details of this place after you're done crying." The young lady passed me when my eyes were only fixed on the light from the side of the room door that was slightly open. Unknowingly, my feet walked step by step towards the dim light in the room.

Deg deg...

I was nervous as well as anxious, worried that something I imagined was not in line with expectations.

The creeek...

The door opened slowly.

"Son...." Call me in a soft voice.

No voice answered but I ventured to call again. "Son!."

"Dad!."

"Hump...." I fell to my knees as tears fell down my face, my pale, thin son's face was as full as it was when he was very healthy. "Sniff... Uuoh-."