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.

Vanguard Agency officially began. The YQ and TCL

the lab first, taking

just like the one

spent the past month meticulously restoring

working

her mother had once

emerged from within, followed by a

orienting

catching an

to replicate that

lab's month of operation, Holden and his team had

said, "These numbers are correct, but you've got the direction mixed up. Give

stuck for a month, but Vivienne had seen the solution at

Admiration was an understatement.

they eagerly surrounded

asked, "Who's handling

man holding a copy of Hippocrates' Corpus. His hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses

sized him up, feeling an

name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite insightful about

handed over his half-finished report.

nodded, impressed by his

parts I'm unclear about. I'll report back to the director once I've

scribbled

numbers for a moment, his

set down the pen and said, "How long have

clutching the report as he headed to his workstation, engrossed in

"Ma'am, he's utterly devoted to

of someone, though that

Percival entered, "Anna's

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