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

"Are you out of your mind?" Bancroft Seymer glared, looking ready to kill. "I can't possibly finish all this booze."


Basil Jaak retorted with a cold sneer, "That's not my problem. If you don't drink it yourself, I'll have to get someone to feed it to you."


"You wouldn't dare!" Bancroft Seymer shouted before calling to his bodyguards. "Go get him! I'll take the blame if anything happens."


Facing Bancroft Seymer's bodyguards, Basil Jaak was completely undeterred. He grabbed an empty bottle and smashed it over the head of the one at the front, the impact causing blood and alcohol to splatter everywhere, provoking screams of surprise.


Basil Jaak couldn't care less about their reactions. After despatching the first man, he knocked down the remaining two bodyguards with a punch and a kick.


Before Bancroft Seymer could react, his bodyguards were already down, and Basil Jaak was approaching him.


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