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 afraid

out. That's the second reason I'm willing to

fall, yes, but had also arranged for his survival and, in the shadows, safeguarded Griffin, proving

he was not

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

back before the end of next week, or our deal is off," Percival demanded,

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

longer be a Vanguard

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

question his own existence,

Soren's eyes were red with disbelief. Equally blindsided, Leopold

Cut it out!" Leopold snapped,

a scuffle,

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

you?

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

you 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 taking the lead to gather

arriving leisurely at the foot

her motorcycle's

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

breeze tousled their hair and stirred

methodically unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over

hand, and, with a

in harmony with his biker attire-a striking figure with

revving the engine and fixing his gaze

her arms around his sturdy frame, resting

moment, they were truly

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