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

lab first, taking

like the one her mother, Karen, had established years

past month meticulously

working diligently as she

the path her

followed by a group of

the head of YQ lab, Holden had been orienting his team to the lab's environment and its

nodded in acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished experimental report

saying, "We've been trying to replicate that 3D biological printer, but we're

his team had

and said, "These numbers are

for a

Admiration was an understatement.

seeing Vivienne's expertise, they

asked, "Who's

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

sized him up, feeling an

quickly added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite insightful about potions." Intrigued,

over his half-finished report. Each word

impressed

about. I'll report back to the director once

looked at it and scribbled

for a moment,

"How long

report as he headed

another explanation. "Ma'am, he's utterly devoted to medicine. We're all used to it by

However, Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though

Percival entered,

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