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

Basil Jaak closed his book, laughing as he said, "How else, but by practicing, of course. I recall telling you that I used to live abroad for three years where I had to speak English and the local language. I spent everyday practicing whenever I had free time, even turning on the radio to mimic the announcer's pronunciation. I practiced so much that I almost forgot my mother tongue, people almost took me for a madman."


Dawn Sutton grinned and nodded in agreement as she heard this, saying, "Absolutely. Language acquisition requires diligent and hard practice. There are no shortcuts. This is also why I often assign numerous assignments to my students, which is probably why most of them are not too fond of me." 


When Basil saw a hint of disappointment in Dawn Sutton's eyes, he quickly reassured her, "Don't blame yourself too much. They're still young and they might not understand your good intentions yet. They will once they grow up."


Chapter 142 Your Sister Called_1