Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
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Close body King of Soldiers

Basil Jaak followed Amanda into a nightclub named "Vitality," where deafening music instantly met their ears. Countless shadows writhed madly in the dim light to the rhythm of the music, occasionally letting out a resonating moan or an electrifying scream. The air was thick with the scent of indulgence and excess.


The moment Kayson crossed the threshold of the dance hall, her slender waist started moving in rhythm with the pulsating music. Under the flattering lights, she looked as enticing as Duerissa, radiating a deadly allure. 


"Basil Jaak, you don't seem thrilled?" Kayson placed her hand on Basil Jaak's broad shoulder, flashing him a seductive smile. It was surprising that even this usually fierce little lioness could have such charming moments. 


Basil Jaak took off Kayson's hand from his shoulder and, with a light smile, said, "Being a flower-protecting messenger for three beauties has already excited me."


Chapter 21: Flower Protecting Messenger_1