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

"Jaak, you had such solid evidence in your possession. Why didn't you bring it up sooner?" Vincent exclaimed, wide-eyed and thrilled, as if he had just set eyes on the real Sola Aoi Cang. He pointed at Basil Jaak, "If I knew you had this, I wouldn't have had to work so hard."


Basil Jaak chuckled, "You never asked, so how was I to know you needed it?"


"Vincent, don't listen to his nonsense. He always plays the victim card, it's typical for scoundrels," interrupted Yetta Astir.


Basil Jaak was about to explain when Yetta Astir interrupted, "What 'I'...? You make Vincent run around collecting evidence for you, and yet, you hide the critical ones and play him for a fool. What are you going to do, huh?"


"I...I don't know what to do." Since Yetta Astir had opened her mouth, it was certain that she had an agenda. So, rather than making this grumpy godmother angrier, Basil Jaak decided to shake his head.


Chapter 26 Xenia Wendleton's Plan_1