"Hah… Haa… Haah," I panted, gazing at the bodies sprawled before me. I tilted my gaze to the guy seated upright on the ground beside me.
Victor.
One of the protagonist's allies.
He was one of the few genuinely good people in the novel. By genuinely, I mean the kind of person who would walk into a volcano to retrieve lava if it were the only way to save a friend. The protagonist, on the other hand, was just a selfish, greedy bastard who wanted every skirt in the world. Sure, the protagonist might seem selfless on the surface, but he was anything but.
Throughout the story, the reason he kept fighting wasn't because he was trying to save the world. No, that honor only came as a bonus. The main reason he fought most of the time was either because some bitch he wanted to fuck later was in danger or…
…he himself was in danger if he didn't fight.
Well, what did I even expect, it's a harem novel int he first place.
