Being a Hero Was No Easy Task

Being a hero was no easy task.

And for someone of his stature, a few indiscretions could be tolerated. He endured constant stress, so it was only natural that he would seek entertainment from time to time. His well-being directly influenced that of the world—or at least, that was how Constant saw it.

The hero's minor transgressions were known only to those in the highest circles. Constant, who frequented this exclusive group, had already heard rumors, caught whispers exchanged at hushed banquets. But what he witnessed today went far beyond anything he had imagined. This crossed a threshold he had never thought possible.

Honestly, even he, as a man, could tolerate certain excesses. After all, pleasure was a legitimate pursuit—everyone found happiness where they could. But was what was happening here truly normal?