"After arriving in my city, Milo soon gained fame among nobles and part of the lower court of the time," Jil remembered her youth when she was just an heiress and had freedoms that she now sorely missed.
"He was very good at what he did, a special kind of body art that could help people with problems, body aches, physical conditions, etc. He was not a doctor, but with his skills, he helped locals as much as doctors.
Soon, he met my younger sister, who had a back problem from birth and always suffered from severe pain that even prevented her from exercising.
When she met someone who could relieve her pain without drugs, she naturally loved Milo."
As Jil spoke, Lothur more or less understood what had happened. "I see... He got involved with your sister."
"No, that's not what happened." Jil bitterly smiled. "On the contrary, Milo was always respectful towards her. When she insinuated herself to him and ordered him to do shameful things, Milo respectfully refused.
