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

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

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

he was not completely heartless after

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

or

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

be a Vanguard Agency

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 existence, bombarding Leopold for

why he quit?" Soren's eyes were red with disbelief. Equally blindsided, Leopold could not fathom Percival leaving the organization they had aspired to

you, I don't know! Cut it out!" Leopold

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

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

you? As his assistant,

the fuck would I know? I got the news at

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

Percival drove to Vivienne's place, arriving leisurely at

waiting, revving her motorcycle's engine

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

breeze tousled their hair and stirred their

his car, methodically unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over the hood like yesterday's

up by the waist with one hand, and, with

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

revving the engine and fixing his gaze on

resting her head on his shoulder.

they were

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