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.

to work with me. Aren't you

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

had ensured Leopold took the fall, yes, but had also arranged for his

he was not completely

sighed heavily. "Fine. Since you've made up your mind,

or our deal is off,"

wherever you are, whatever you do, don't forget you were once an outstanding operative of the Vanguard

he would no longer be

later, he 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

question his own existence,

red with disbelief. Equally

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

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

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

Thomas. "And you? As his assistant, you

the news at the same time as you did!" Thomas retorted,

men. "Will 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

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

been waiting, revving her motorcycle's

unemployed, hop on! Let's catch the wind!" She

night breeze tousled their hair and stirred their

his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over the hood

Vivienne, scooped her up by the waist with one hand, and, with a

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

the engine and fixing his gaze on

around his sturdy frame, resting

they were truly side by

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