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.

me. Aren't you

I'm willing to gamble on you," Percival

also arranged for his survival and, in the

not completely

heavily. "Fine. Since you've made up your mind, I'll submit your

next week, or our deal is off,"

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

that door, he would no longer be a

the Vanguard Agency. Percival's resignation sent shock waves through the Rivenwood Vanguard

to question his own

up together, 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

you, I don't know! Cut

frustrations exploded into a scuffle, which Thomas and Anna quickly broke

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

Thomas. "And you? As his assistant,

know? I got the news at the same time as you did!" Thomas retorted,

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 taking the lead to gather the troops and

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

revving her motorcycle's engine as Percival's car

She called out, her

night breeze tousled their hair and stirred their

his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over the hood like yesterday's

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

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

on tight," he said, revving the engine and fixing his gaze

sturdy frame, resting

moment, they were truly side by

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