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!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

Basil Jaak sat in an air-conditioned private room, sipping a bottle of Chivas that cost a few thousand. The incident just now hadn't affected his mood at all.


However, out of reverence for Basil Jaak, the lobby manager still came in and explained the situation to him.


"Sir, I'm really sorry about the incident just now!" The lobby manager had some understanding of Basil Jaak's identity and spoke with extreme politeness, his face full of reverence towards him.


From the lobby manager's words, Basil Jaak found out that the one he had tossed aside earlier to 'eat shit' was a rich young master, who had drunk too much in a private room last night. For safety reasons, the bar had opened a room for him. Upon waking up the next day, he claimed he had been set up in an attempt to dodge paying his hefty bar bill from the night before.


Chapter 21: Clinging to the Powerful_1