Chapter 749


    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 canmunicate 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.


    Arthur responded coolly. He was about to pass by when he remembered that the man before him


    had been engaged to ady from the Brooks family.


    He halted, "Hold on. Percival, your fiancée is from the Brooks family, isn''t she?"


    A glint of recognition passed through Percival''s eyes, "You''re right, War God. Vivienne''s father is


    from the Hawthorn branch of the Brooks family. She''s the daughter of Dorian Hawthorne."


    He did not mention Vivienne''s rtionship with Scott, nor did he reveal her biological father,


    choosing instead the only father Vivienne had acknowledged so far, despite their current


    estrangement.


    Arthur was aware that Percival was withholding something, but he wasn''t concerned. He got straight


    to the point, "Have you ever heard of a woman named Winnie in the Brooks family?"


    "Winnie?" Percival furrowed his brows.


    The name rang familiar, yet he couldn''t recall where he had heard 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, War God? I can ask Vivienne for you."


    Arthur had always been a hero to Percival, and this small favor was the least he could do.


    Arthur didn''t refuse the offer. Looking at Percival, he felt a newfound respect, "I''d appreciate that."


    "Anything else, War God?" Percival asked, already inching toward the exit.


    Arthur pretended not to notice his eagerness to leave and spoke again, "I heard you know the


    Specter Healer?"


    Percival''s brow twitched almost imperceptibly.


    The fact that Vivienne was the Specter Healer wasmon knowledge among the Linter family,


    with Dracon being one of them. Why then did War God seem unaware?


    Percival''s gaze grew more guarded, "Yes, I know her. What do you need her for, War God?"


    Arthur had only a clue to go on, and he hadn''t expected Percival to actually know the Specter


    Healer. He said, "It’s my father. Ever since he was poisoned, his health has been declining. I''ve


    heard of the Specter Healer''s miraculous skills and wanted to consult her. If you could help me find


    her, I''d be deeply grateful."


    Percival looked at Arthur with an indescribable expression, "War God, don''t you know that my wife


    treated Yorick’s poisoning? She is the Specter Healer. She said that once Yorick''s poison was


    treated, he only needed to rest to recover fully."


    He paused, then added, "Moreover, my wife personally gave your father a pill she developed, which


    greatly aids 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 and Vivienne as pawns. If their scheme seeded, wouldn''t his intelligence


    be wasted?


    Arthur''s hawk-like eyes suddenly narrowed, and a chill emanated from him. Then, unexpectedly, he


    smiled, "I understand."


    Excellent!


    Someone had dared to y 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 behind it.


    And now, someone dared to use him?


    Percival knew Arthur was smart enough to have figured out the situation.


    Without further words, he said, "If there''s nothing else, I should be going."


    Arthur nodded, "Thank you."


    "Don''t mention it," Percival replied and left, feeling the weight of the documents in his hand and the


    gravity of the conspiracies unfolding around him.


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    Returning from the Vanguard Agency, Percival noticed Vivienne had been seated in the living room


    of her apartment for quite some time.


    Her striking almond-shaped eyes were fixated on the ck box on the table, the liquid inside


    shimmering like the finest emerald under the light.


    Unfortunately, to those familiar with it, they knew this small amount of substance could im the


    lives of an entire school!


    Percival, of course, couldn''t fail to recognize it, "Where did thise from? A sample sent over from


    the Martinez family?"


    "No."


    Vivienne recounted the events from the castle, "Mr. Wolf, I suspect there''s a traitor within the


    Martinez family. ording to the Nine Mystics Society''s investigation, although many countries are


    researching biochemical weapons, domestically, it''s only the Martinez family that’s known for it,


    especially something like this, where the toxin is so pure, it must be connected to them."


    Knowing what she was getting at, Percival continued, "I''m aware, but the Martinez family is


    currently coborating with us. That woman managed to get her hands on this stuff. And the


    Grimshaw family, she must have lured them, too. What exactly is she trying to do, setting you


    against the Grimshaws?"


    Vivienne was also unclear, feeling as if she was caught in the middle of an enormous enigma.


    The mastermind behind the mystery seemed to be luring her deeper into their web, and even


    though she knew trapsy ahead, she had to follow the path for the sake of their n.


    However...


    Did that woman think she was the only one capable of scheming?


    With that thought, Vivienne sneered, "If I''m not mistaken, that woman must be tied to the Grimshaw


    family. I met Asher today, and if he doesn''t look seven parts like the woman in red, he''s got at least


    a resemnce. There''s definitely a connection between them."


    Percival nodded in understanding, closing the box with one hand, "Since she wants to pit us against


    the Grimshaw family, let''s turn the tables on her and give her a performance she won''t forget."


    "I''ll call Griffin now and arrange to meet her at the café."