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.

yet you choose to work with me. Aren't

an out. That's the second reason I'm willing to gamble on you," Percival replied with a

fall, yes, but had also arranged for

not

you've made up

next week, or our deal is off," Percival

reached the door, Vance called after him, "Percival, wherever you are, whatever you do, don't forget you were once

stepped through that door, he would no longer be a Vanguard Agency

sent shock waves through

Soren, who seemed to question his own existence,

and you don't know why he quit?" Soren's eyes were red with disbelief. Equally blindsided, Leopold could not fathom Percival leaving the organization they had

Cut it out!"

a scuffle, which

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

"And you? As his assistant, you

I got the news at the same time as you

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

place, arriving leisurely at the foot of her

motorcycle's engine

wind!" She called out,

breeze tousled their

unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over

by the waist with one hand, and, with a little

spare helmet on, Percival's sleek look was surprisingly in harmony with his biker

engine and fixing his gaze on the road

frame, resting her head on his

they were truly

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