As he rose from his seat, Vance poured a cup of coffee for Percival and continued, "Take the Sheldon family; they're known for their fortune-telling and longevity. The Perez have a knack for telekinesis, and the Martinez? They can communicate with animals. The Abernathys, they can read minds. As for the Grimshaws, I'm not sure about their family secret. But I do know they've stolen something very important from others."

Percival, his curiosity piqued, asked, "What's that?"

"Our family's heirloom technique," Vance revealed. "It allows one to alter a person's meridians without any harm in a very short period of time."

Percival stood up abruptly, his voice cold, "You're saying that the method to alter meridians is your family's?"

Vance noticed Percival's serious demeanor and felt a sense of unease.

It was as if Percival had heard of this technique before.

Vance stood as well, "You don't mean to say you've seen this technique in action?"

Percival nodded, "Recently, Vivienne and I encountered a woman with extraordinary martial abilities. Yet, her meridians seemed no different from an average person."

That day, Percival and Vance discussed many things in the office.

When Percival left, he even took some documents from Vance's drawer with him.

Stepping out into the afternoon sun, Percival thought about everything he had learned and was about to call Vivienne when he saw Arthur approaching.

"War God," he addressed Arthur, clutching the documents from Vance's office. He intended to exchange brief pleasantries and move on.

After all, as someone who had long since resigned from Vanguard Agency, lingering around could stir up trouble.

that the man before him

fiancée is

father is from the Hawthorn branch of the Brooks family. She's the

father, choosing instead the only father Vivienne had acknowledged so far,

but he wasn't concerned. He got straight to

Percival furrowed his

it. But as far as he knew, no woman by that name existed in either the Brooks or Hawthorn families, "No, I haven't. Are you looking for her, Wa God? I can

a hero to Percival, and this small favor was the least he could

the offer. Looking at Percival,

else, War God?" Percival asked, already inching

and spoke again, "I

twitched

the Specter Healer was common knowledge among the Linklater family, with Dracon being one of them. Why then did War God seem unaware? Percival's

poisoned, his health has been declining. I've heard of the Specter Healer's miraculous skills and wanted to consult her.

"War God, don't you know that my wife treated Yorick's poisoning? She is the Specter Healer. She said that once

in recovery. If his condition has worsened, perhaps you should consider other causes." Percival rarely spoke so much, but he did now for two reasons: respect for War God and to prevent anyone from using him

eyes suddenly narrowed, and a chill emanated from him. Then, unexpectedly, he

Excellent!

had dared to play games with him. He had already identified the culprit behind his father's poisoning and would have taken action if not for the need to lure out the mastermind

was smart enough to have figured

there's nothing else, I

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