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

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

yes, but had also arranged for his survival

he was not completely

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

of next week, or our deal is off," Percival

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

be

sent

who seemed to question his own

and you don't know why he quit?" Soren's eyes were red with disbelief. Equally

know! Cut it out!"

frustrations exploded into a scuffle, which Thomas and Anna quickly

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

Thomas. "And you?

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

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

place, arriving leisurely

been waiting, revving her motorcycle's engine as

wind!" She called out, her voice cutting

breeze tousled their

tailored suit jacket and tossing it over the

by the waist with one hand, and, with a little effort, placed

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

on tight," he said, revving the engine and fixing his gaze on the

wrapped her arms around his sturdy frame, resting her head on his shoulder.

they were

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