Percival grinned with a hint of mischief. "Looking to delve into the secrets of the ancient warrior lineages, are you? Well, I'm your guy. I'll be your greatest asset." Vance placed the business card on the table, his finger tapping over the name Mr. Percy, and asked with a serious tone, "So, you trust me now?"

Doubts about his alleged betrayal of the Vanguard Agency had always gnawed at him.

He did harbor ulterior motives, sure, but staining his hands with betrayal? That was a line he would not cross.

Percival's lips curved slightly. "Your obsession is solely with the ancient warrior lineages."

Vance fell silent, mulling over his options.

An alliance with Percival could indeed clear the fog shrouding the mysteries of the ancient warrior lineages.

But trust was not on the table, and their partnership was fraught with peril.

Now, cut off from the Agency's mainframe, he was blind to the secrets he sought. He needed an external ally.

"Why help me?" Vance finally asked.

Percival lowered his gaze briefly, then met Vance's eyes. "Your fixation with the ancient warrior lineages runs deep. I'd rather assist you now than risk others exploiting you later." The insinuation stung Vance like a slap across the face.

"So, you and Vivienne still suspect I might betray the Agency!"

Percival did not deny it. "In my eyes, you were never the saint."

Vance was momentarily lost for words.

Indeed, in his pursuit of the truth behind the ancient warrior lineages, he had strayed from his initial path.

Conscience had become a distant echo, fading with time.

Aren't you afraid I might

gave Leopold an out. That's the second reason I'm willing to

took the fall, yes, but had also arranged for his

was not completely heartless after

Since you've made

next week, or our deal is

the door, Vance called after him, "Percival, wherever you are, whatever you do, don't forget you were once an outstanding operative of the Vanguard Agency!" A twinge of deep reluctance flickered across

door, he would no longer be a Vanguard Agency

resignation sent shock

who seemed to question his own existence, bombarding Leopold for

were red with disbelief. Equally blindsided, Leopold could not fathom Percival leaving the organization they had

know! Cut it out!" Leopold

a scuffle, which Thomas and Anna quickly broke

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

Thomas. "And you? As

at the same time as you

down? Have you forgotten what the deputy director told us?" The three finally regained their composure, with Thomas taking the lead to gather the troops and Leopold and Soren attending to their

Vivienne's place, arriving leisurely at the foot

waiting, revving her motorcycle's

wind!" She called out, her voice

breeze tousled their hair and

stepped out of his car, methodically unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and tossing it

scooped her up by the waist with one hand, and, with a little effort, placed her on the back

a spare helmet on, Percival's sleek look was surprisingly in harmony with his biker attire-a striking figure with an edge of

engine

sturdy frame, resting her head on

that moment, they were truly

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