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

Seeing Lucius retching and disoriented from the excessive drinking, Basil Jaak looked unfazed. The people who had initially planned to toast to Basil felt some lingering fear and were relieved that they had not provoked this Yama.


After the server cleaned up the mess Lucius made, Basil Jaak once again lifted his 0.2-pound large cup of wine and asked Kobe, "Didn't you want to toast to me just now? Let's have a drink."


"Waiter, could you bring a few more cups this size?" Basil asked the server, which instantly made Kobe go pale. He hurriedly grabbed Basil's sleeve and waved at the server.


"Jaak, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again." Kobe hastily said with an apologetic smile.


"What are you afraid of? We are here to have fun, what's there to fear?" Basil asked with narrowed eyes.


Chapter 88: Basil Jaak's Counterattack _1