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.

with me. Aren't you afraid I

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

fall, yes, but had also arranged for his survival and, in the

not

Since you've made up your

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

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

no longer be a Vanguard Agency operative. Their ties would

without looking back, closing a chapter on his life at the Vanguard Agency. Percival's resignation sent

Soren, who seemed to question his

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

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frustrations exploded into a scuffle,

"Enough!" Thomas bellowed.

on Thomas. "And you? As his assistant,

I got the news at the same time as you did!"

you forgotten what the deputy director told us?" The three finally regained their composure, with Thomas taking the lead to gather the troops and Leopold and Soren

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

had been waiting, revving her motorcycle's engine as

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

breeze tousled their hair and stirred their

suit jacket and

hand, and, with a little effort, placed her

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

on tight," he said, revving the engine and

arms around his sturdy frame, resting her head

that moment, they were truly side by

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