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.

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

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

arranged for his survival and, in the shadows,

was not completely heartless after

made up your mind, I'll submit your

or our deal is off," Percival demanded, standing to

Vance called after him, "Percival, wherever you are, whatever you do, don't forget you were once

he would no longer be a Vanguard

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

question his own existence, bombarding Leopold

eyes were red with disbelief. Equally blindsided,

know! Cut it out!" Leopold

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

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

Thomas. "And you? As his assistant, you

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

your teams down? Have you forgotten what the deputy director told us?" The three finally regained their composure,

Percival drove to Vivienne's place, arriving leisurely at the foot of

her motorcycle's engine as Percival's

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

their hair and stirred

stepped out of his car, methodically unbuttoning his tailored suit jacket and tossing it over the

one hand, and, with a

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

the engine and fixing his

frame, resting her head

moment, they were truly side by

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