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.

work with me. Aren't you afraid I might

That's the second reason I'm willing to gamble on you,"

yes, but had also arranged for his survival and, in the

was not completely heartless

made up your mind, I'll submit your

of next week, or our deal is off," Percival demanded,

do, don't forget you were once an outstanding operative of the Vanguard Agency!" A twinge of

no longer be a Vanguard Agency operative. Their

Vanguard Agency. Percival's resignation sent shock waves through the Rivenwood Vanguard Agency main office. Everyone was in disbelief-how could their deputy director

question his

quit?" Soren's eyes were red with disbelief. Equally

don't know! Cut it out!" Leopold snapped, pushing Soren

frustrations exploded into a scuffle,

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

"And you? As

the fuck would I know? I got the news at the same time as you did!"

guys stop? As the team leader and commander, shouldn't you be calming your teams down? Have you forgotten what the deputy director told us?" The three finally regained their composure, with Thomas

to Vivienne's place, arriving leisurely at the foot of

motorcycle's engine as Percival's car

wind!" She

night breeze tousled their hair and stirred their

methodically unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over

waist with one hand, and, with a little effort,

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

tight," he said, revving the engine and fixing

sturdy frame, resting her head

moment, they were truly

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