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

When Basil Jaak entered the hospital ward, the doctor had already left after completing the examination, leaving Dawn Sutton alone in the hospital bed.


"How are you feeling now?" Basil Jaak asked while placing some stuff on the bedside cabinet.


"Much better! The doctor said my wound is healing particularly quickly; many areas have already begun to scab." Dawn Sutton paused, then sighed, "But I still have to stay in bed for a week. It's really annoying."


Basil chuckled, "You should be content! Getting stabbed in the back like you did, and the whole blade sunk in - you are lucky to have survived, yet you're fixated on when you can be discharged."


Thinking about the rescue process the day before, Dawn Sutton shuddered. If Basil's blood hadn't been a match, she might have...


At this thought, Dawn expressed her gratitude, "Thank you."


"You know what!" Protesting his feigned ignorance, Dawn glared at Basil.


Chapter 141 Do You Speak English?_1