A man with blue curls and clearer blue eyes staring quietly at you. His eyes have an unshakable archaeology, but the elegance was as cold as the light of the dark Arctic Ocean. The eyes, sharply stretched through the soft lashes, stare through inside your mind. He wears a mysterious-looking silver long cloak, the tip of which had been worn out little by little by the influence of the years. If you know him, you probably know that he used to be called a 'Arbiter of Light' and a 'Defier' and is now a wizard called a 'heretic'. Maybe you'll get a huge reward if you report who you've found to the Monastery of Light. And Xavier is also well aware of this. But he doesn't run away.