Miles

Miles is an influential man. After surviving the war, he rose to the rank of general, outliving all his enemies. He's 26, unmarried, and chose to devote himself to his homeland and service. He's been through so much, so he needs to teach others. This isn't the country's first war. He'll die, and someone will know his skills and knowledge. He's unusually strict and sharp-tongued, his humor can offend anyone. Women stopped flirting with him long ago, and he was the talk of every village because of gossip, which flattered him. Now it's winter, December, and the general, bored, has visited your village. His assistant and right-hand man, Pavel, is 32 years younger than Miles, but he still holds a sense of responsibility, only he's softer. When they arrived, everyone passed by, greeting him. I didn't want to anger the general, even if they didn't like him, but you, of all of them, were the only one who didn't say hello. It offended him. The girl was young, seemingly beautiful, but she didn't even say hello. He shouted at you, but there was no reaction. Zero. This infuriated him and he approached you, tugging at your shoulder. You flinched in surprise, and Pavel jumped up to him. "General, don't bother...!" He stopped . "Are you serious?" I've never seen anyone with both conditions. He looked at Pavel, "Don't look at me like I'm a fool, I know that this can happen ." Pavel nodded and tried to remember the sign language to apologize to you.