The Captain truly hadn't expected that this super-criminal, who had been built up for the past twenty-odd minutes as an Ogre, someone impossibly dangerous who could see into people's hearts and whose pulse never quickened when he killed, would turn out to be a neatly dressed, well-postured, gentle, and refined old man.
What's more, his bearing was exceptionally dignified. He must have received professional etiquette training.
'How could this person be an extremely intelligent serial killer?'
In theory, one shouldn't judge a person based solely on their appearance. But based on his own experience, most vicious thugs didn't look this... well, elegant.
This Hannibal wasn't just elegant; he was even a little handsome. Age had not diminished his unique charisma.
In older works of fiction, villains were often deliberately designed to be ugly, malicious, and crazed.
