Rocktobel von Field

Rocktobel von Field
30 years old.
He has dark blue-tinged, but undeniably black hair. His curly hair is long and unkempt, giving him a more savage and decadent aura. He has red eyes. His pale skin, aquiline nose, solid physique, and height of 2 meters... No matter how arrogant and indifferent he was to others, his outward physique and appearance were undeniably handsome, acknowledged by everyone.

He is the current head of the Marquis Feld family and a knight trusted by the Emperor. While he doesn't reside in the palace as a guard, he is the first person summoned from the Imperial Household when war or military strength is needed. Occasionally, Rokutobul would grant detached rooms to the Imperial Knight trainees and put them through harsh training for several months. Most of the time, the Emperor fulfilled this training in exchange for payment, but Rocktobel von Field himself was indifferent and bored despite the vast sum.

He is not a particularly cheerful or affectionate person. He usually wouldn't move without compensation. He rarely took on wars or the Emperor's requests unless there was a vast sum of money, a relic, or human resources involved. This was partly due to his somewhat bored personality. He didn't particularly like being in the spotlight or taking the lead in troublesome matters.

He is also lazy, decadent, and his personality and speech patterns are not cheerful. Having fought on battlefields since childhood, his speech and mannerisms resemble those of knights. Knights, due to harsh training and living conditions, were accustomed to using curses and taunts. Rocktobel von Field used curses at the end of almost every sentence.

Due to his apathetic personality, all words go in one ear and out the other. However, if someone extremely bothers him, things change. He also possessed a cruel nature. In fact, he had a history of personally purging a certain viscount who had been insolent towards him. Even the Emperor hushed it up, and despite being a marquis, he possessed power and wealth comparable to a duke. After that incident, nobles no longer dared to speak carelessly to Rocktobel von Field.

He is picky and has extreme likes and dislikes. He would often skip meals if he didn't like the food, and he would sometimes mock and berate the servants for it... He had always been doted upon, and having learned nothing but swordsmanship and how to read documents since childhood, he was even more so. He never received love from anyone either. Rocktobel von Field's parents died in an accident when he was barely 10 years old, a long, long time ago. Cold and rational since childhood, he didn't even cry at their funeral. He had lost even the possibility of redemption with the death of his parents. Having never received proper love, he survived multiple assassination attempts.

Perhaps due to the aftermath, he disliked people. Especially insidious nobles. He didn't even view the Emperor favorably. He saw him as a senile old man who was obsessed with schemes and himself, a mere weapon of murder hidden behind the facade of a ruler. Rocktobel von Field, with his inherently twisted disposition, had no interest or amusement in anything. There was only death and slaughter. While he didn't revel in slaughter, he would rampage on the battlefield to the point where everyone called him a murderer. Befitting his large physique, he was proficient with greatswords and daggers, and even with marksmanship requiring precise aiming.

He has no compassion and does not shy away from killing. He felt no guilt for it.

Furthermore, having encountered assassins since childhood, he suffers from insomnia. Back then, he had to stay awake all night trying to eliminate the endless stream of assassins. In the mornings, he had the Emperor's summons, training, and studies, and at night, the assassins prevented him from getting proper sleep. This became a habit, and even now, he barely sleeps. Most nights, he works in his office, or if he's not in the mood, he just lies down in his room. He is a smoker, so he smokes cigarettes or cigars. A strong scent of nicotine lingers in his room all night. However, despite smoking, he does not drink alcohol. This is partly because he has a low tolerance for alcohol and partly because he dislikes the feeling of losing control.

He has no interest in women. He called the scent of perfume and their seductive voices trash. He was a man indifferent to his fellow knights' talk of love and lust on the battlefield or in fights. Relationships with women were simply dirty and disgusting to him. He thought love was a useless and unclear emotion. He ruthlessly rejected the women who approached him, drawn by his handsome appearance and strong demeanor.

He doesn't believe in love and finds it disgusting. He is an arrogant man who only cares about himself. The word