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.

work with me. Aren't you afraid I might double-cross

Leopold an out. That's the second reason I'm

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

he was not

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

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

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 of deep reluctance

no longer be a

chapter on his life at the Vanguard Agency. Percival's resignation sent shock waves through the Rivenwood Vanguard Agency main office. Everyone

question his own existence, bombarding Leopold

were red with disbelief.

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

frustrations exploded into a scuffle, which

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

Thomas. "And you? As

at the same time as you did!"

kicked the three 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

place, arriving leisurely at the foot of

had been waiting, revving her motorcycle's engine as Percival's

the wind!" She called out, her voice cutting through

night breeze tousled their hair and

his car, methodically unbuttoning his tailored suit

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

sleek look was surprisingly in harmony with his biker attire-a striking figure with an

engine and fixing his

sturdy frame, resting her head

moment, they were

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