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

"Correct." Alger nodded, "Chess emphasizes strategic and tactical planning, an art of intellect. Only the supremely intelligent can seize control of the entire chessboard and eventually kill the opponent. If you dare to compete, I can have a match with you and see who is the true 'general'. If you are too afraid, then I won't force it. After all, not everyone can understand the profoundness of it."


Basil Jaak laughed, saying to Alger: "Alger, you don't need to lecture me on these useless principles, or try to provoke me with words. You want us to settle this with a game of chess, right? As you wish, we'll decide who's superior on the chessboard."


Hearing Basil Jaak's agreement, Debby Sutton, who was on the side, couldn't help but gently poke him and whispered: "Do you really know how to play chess? I heard that Alger is a master of this, almost at the level of a professional player."


Chapter 134: Breaking the Game_1