She glanced at Soren's retreating figure, knowing full well her recent tie in combat was just a stroke of luck.

Soren was still nursing an old injury, not yet back in top form.

Percival approached with the detached professionalism of a captain, addressing Anna, "A month from now will be the final assessment. Pass that, and I'll arrange for you to start interning in the lab while carrying out missions."

Anna saluted smartly. "Yes, sir. I won't let you or Vivienne down."

Vivienne watched her with a hint of amusement. The girl was a quick study.

While Leopold drove Vivienne and Percival back to their estate, Anna was left at the Vanguard Agency's training camp to hone her skills.

On the way, Leopold queried, "Vivienne, do you think Anna's got what it takes? The Agency's training isn't for the faint of heart."

Despite Anna's draw with Soren, he was worried.

"If you made it through, she will too," Vivienne replied nonchalantly, leaning on Percival's shoulder.

Percival nodded in agreement, "Right, makes sense."

Leopold glanced in the rear-view mirror, catching the couple's affectionate display, and asked belatedly, "Hang on. What do you mean 'if I made it through'? I'm way better than Anna, okay?" Vivienne lifted her gaze lazily, "She's nineteen. How old are you?"

Leopold fell silent.

Alright, he asked for it. He should just shut up!

With a snap, he pulled down the visor.

Out of sight, out of mind, right?

A month later.

Agency officially began. The YQ and TCL labs had merged, keeping the YQ

the lab first, taking

up just like the one

past month meticulously restoring it

almost see her mother working diligently as she

path her

within, followed by a

Holden had been orienting his team to the lab's environment

in acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished

saying, "We've been trying to replicate that 3D biological

of operation, Holden and his

said, "These numbers are correct, but you've got the direction

lit up. They had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne had seen

Admiration was an understatement.

fanatics, and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly surrounded her with reports from their own

discussion, Vivienne asked, "Who's handling the potion

a copy of Hippocrates' Corpus. His hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses with a naive yet profound smile. "Ma'am, I'm working on the potions,"

up, feeling an odd sense of

young man's capabilities, Holden quickly added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy

over his half-finished report. Each word was deliberate and

nodded, impressed by

to the director once I've figured them out," Rex said, marking a question on the

scribbled a series

the numbers for a moment, his eyes brightening. "Yes, this

and said, "How long

morning," Rex replied casually, clutching the report as

utterly devoted to medicine. We're

her of someone, though that

spoke, Percival entered,

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