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.

Aren't you afraid I might

That's the second reason I'm willing to gamble on you," Percival

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

not completely

made

of next week, or

he reached the door, Vance called after him, "Percival, wherever you are, whatever you do, don't forget you were once an

stepped through that door, he would no longer be a Vanguard Agency operative.

back, closing a chapter on his life at the Vanguard Agency. Percival's resignation sent shock waves through the

seemed to question his own existence, bombarding Leopold

You grew up together, and you don't know why he quit?" Soren's eyes were red with disbelief. Equally blindsided, Leopold could not

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

into a scuffle, which Thomas and Anna quickly

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

you? As his assistant, you

at the same time as you did!"

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

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

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

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

their

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

one hand, and, with a

Percival's sleek look was surprisingly in harmony

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

his sturdy frame, resting her

they were truly

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