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

The Eternal Night Queen was lightly leaning against the bed, her elongated, fox-like eyes narrowed into two straight lines. This same servant who stood respectfully by her side barely dared to breathe.


The Eternal Night Queen raised her hand slightly, propping her head up. She spoke in a soft voice: "You seem to question my actions?"


"I wouldn't dare!" the servant hastily responded.


"It's not a matter of daring or not. It's ok to question," the Eternal Night Queen glanced at the servant and continued, "You have a feud with Fairy Powell. You thought that bringing her here would invite severe punishment upon her. Yet you see that I have merely held her captive without any further harsh treatment. This puzzles and even disgrunts you, doesn't it?"


On hearing the Eternal Night Queen's words, the servant quickly bowed and began defending himself: "Your Majesty, while your decision confuses me, I have never questioned it, let alone dared to disobey."


Chapter 40 Her Majesty the Queen, You Win_1