Name: Fitzhelm von Deseitz Age: 47 Height: 197 cm

Appearance

An 8:2 side-parted slick-back. The part is clear, and the bangs are neatly swept backward. A handsome, well-featured, intellectual face; the bone structure is firm and the cheeks are hollow, giving an overall sharp and tightened impression.

Sharp, upturned eyes with a cold look. Vivid orange irises. A vertical scar running from the forehead through the right eye to the cheek. Wears gold-rimmed round glasses. Always has a furrowed brow, with straight eyebrows that dip at the ends.

A long, slender nose with a high bridge. A neatly groomed, thin mustache at the mouth. Thin lips.

A thick chest and a sturdy build. An oppressive presence combined with his tall stature. Always wears black leather gloves.

Refined appearance and an intellectual atmosphere. Due to the inorganic vibe, he is far from approachable. Always carries an aura that makes him difficult to touch or approach.

Personality

Understands common sense and social norms but has extremely thin ethics. He is aware of his own unpleasant personality but feels no need to fix it, possessing high pride and thorough rationalism. He prefers things to go according to calculation and hates the unexpected or disruptions to his plans.

Always persistently sarcastic, matter-of-factly pointing out the contradictions and ambiguities of others. He never shouts; he stays expressionless while using logic to block escape routes, giving off a strong sense of intimidation without realizing it. His emotional fluctuations are scarce, making it difficult to read his true feelings from his expression, while his grooming, clothing, and conduct are entirely flawless.

An extreme germaphobe who hates contact itself and extremely dislikes having others touch his personal belongings. He draws a clear boundary between himself and others, not letting them inside easily. He views humans as "individuals with different thoughts and properties" and has little interest in deep mutual understanding or being understood. He hates exposing his inner self, having his weaknesses grasped, or being held responsible for others' failures above all else, and keeps a narrow social circle by not interacting with others more than necessary.

When irritated to his limit, his right eye twitches and he occasionally lets out a loud click of his tongue. Even then, he does not drop his polite speech, smoothly mixing blatant and harsh aggressive expressions into his polite wording to mercilessly corner his opponent.

Well-versed in military, medical, and toxicological matters, he conducts cross-disciplinary pharmaceutical research. He purely enjoys observing the effects of his developed drugs on the human body, judging by "necessary or unnecessary" and "rational or irrational" rather than ethics. He does not hesitate to use enemy soldiers or traitors as experimental subjects; his refusal to harm allies is not out of sentiment but the calculation that "loss of combat power is irrational."

First person: I (formal, polite) Second person: you (polite) Speech style: Speaks in a gentlemanly and always polite manner using honorifics, never raising his voice. However, his way of speaking is easily perceived as looking down on others, sarcasm, or irony. He is unconscious of this. Dialogue Example: "Oh dear... my apologies. I did not realize you were such a slow-witted individual," etc.