If it wasn't for my spells, crops would be having a hard time growing due to the contamination in the air made out of the miasma emanated from the demonic blood poured over the forest. Even if most was cleansed through the priests' magic, this contamination would remain. Without harming anybody but the crops, who are weaker and more delicate to these changes…
"I'm sorry…" My mother suddenly said, feeling guilty of having two children inside of her womb.
"D-Don't feel guilty about such a thing! I-It is all right! In fact, I am super happy of that!" Said my father. "Aren't you excited you're having two siblings, Blake? Right?" My father asked with a smile, trying to lift everyone's spirit.
"Of course I am happy! I will make sure to help them grow and teach them everything I know before I go to the Academy." I said. "And even then, you'll all come with me. Don't worry about money, mom."
"Hahaha! You don't have to carry the entire family's weight, son. That's your father's job! We have already netted a big sum of money from all the demon corpses and demon cores we sold, and the government also paid us for fighting, so we should have enough money to feed those two little seedlings." My father said with a bright smile.
My mother suddenly felt emotional, begging to cry.
"Thank you… for being with me."
My father quickly embraced her in a tight hug and kissed her forehead.
"You don't have to cry over it, it's all going to be alright! T-Things are getting harder, but we are working even harder to make up for it!" My father said cheerfully, as my mother nodded.
"I-I will also keep working hard. I got a lot of wool… I-I'll make a lot of clothes to sell." My mother said, feeling inspired to work harder as well.
"You don't have to sweat it. If it was up to me you should be the one resting all the time, you're already the hardest worker here carrying those two little potatoes." My father said. As a farmer, he had such ways of speech.
"I think the same, mother, you should be resting by now. No more helping in the crops, that's what I'll do with father and Eleanora." I said. "Grandma, you can take care of mom, right?"
"Sure, sure! I've always taken care of this little girl of mine, no worries son." My grandmother said reassuring us more.
"B-But…" My mother muttered.
"It is fine…" My father said. "Actually, I wanted to tell everyone that I am already healed! I was just slacking off for a little, hahaha!" My father took out his bandages and showed the scars he had, flexing his muscles. I noticed he had healed a lot, but he wasn't completely healed, in fact, moving his arms hurt a lot based in seeing how he was gritting his teeth.
"Hah… T-That's a relief!" My mother said. "I had thought we should expand the farm a little bit, right? Blake's magic could help with your Skills, we have missed your Farmer Skills…" My mother said.
"Heh, to think that a farmer such as myself would be missed for his Skills." My father laughed cheerfully.
My father was faking it. It was rather clear to me he was pretending to be healed just to reassure my mother that things were going to be alright.
"Father you don't have to push yourself, I got a lot of saved money and-"
"Blake! That money is yours!" My father suddenly roared, hitting the table.
"No buts. That money is yours! You earned it. I ain't going to ask my son for money! Where's my dignity as a man?" My father said while crossing his arms. "I know that all of you kids need a lot of money to make up a life in the big city, I can't just deny you that future, right?
I know every little coin you got there will count for what you want."
"I-I think the same…" My mother said. "Blake, keep your money. I know you want to spend it so we can become commoners and all, so what would happen if you spent it all to make our lives comfortable now? All what you've been saving up for will fall, especially now when things are getting more expensive… With this inflation who knows how expensive the things you'll want would be, right?"
"Your help is more than enough, your magic to make water and to enchant the crops has already been a big help, son, you don't have to sacrifice anything more than that- Also that wolf upstairs was super creepy! Do you have to keep that thing so close to me?!" He asked.
"I understand…" I sighed. "And the wolf is staying. It is to check if you're alright or need help."
"Hahaha… You're a bit too overly protective…" My father laughed nervously.
"I-I will also help… I-In anything I can, so please, count on me as well." Eleanora suddenly spoke, her eyes seemed filled with the motivation to help.
"Thank you, little Eleanora." My mother said. "We'll be counting on you as well."
"Yeah, you're a reliable girl." My father said. "Make sure to keep my son in check too!"
"T-That's a bit hard to do, ahaha…" Eleanora giggled a bit, as everyone laughed with her.
I couldn't help but smile myself. I was really lucky to have such a wonderful family with me. These people… they have truly changed me. I don't know if for the better… or the worse. But I am sure that they had make me happier.
Even Eleanora seems to be motivated to be with them and help them. I suppose even she has gotten invested into everything and considers herself part of our family. Well, that's for the better. I am rather happy things turned out to be this way. I have to protect them and make them happy, that's the least thing I can do for them.
I suppose I can confidently say that I love my family.