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.

with me. Aren't you

I'm

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

he was not completely heartless after

heavily. "Fine. Since you've made up your

the end of next week, or

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

through that door, he would no longer be a Vanguard Agency operative. Their ties would be severed

left without looking back, closing a chapter on his life at the Vanguard Agency. Percival's resignation sent shock waves through the Rivenwood Vanguard Agency main office. Everyone was in disbelief-how could their deputy director resign

who seemed to question his own

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

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

into a scuffle, which Thomas

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

you? As his assistant, you must know

I know? I got the news at the same time as you

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 Leopold and

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

motorcycle's engine

hop on! Let's catch the wind!" She called out, her voice cutting through the

night breeze tousled their hair and stirred

car, methodically unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over the hood

with one hand, and, with a

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

he said, revving the engine and fixing his gaze on

arms around his sturdy frame, resting her head

were truly

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