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.

The YQ and TCL labs had merged, keeping the YQ

lab first, taking

one her mother, Karen, had

meticulously restoring it to its

mother working diligently as she approached the

walked the path her mother had

from within, followed by a group of lab

head of YQ lab, Holden had been orienting his

eyes catching an unfinished experimental report on

been trying to replicate that 3D biological printer, but we're

month of operation, Holden and his

several errors on the report and said, "These numbers are correct,

researchers' eyes lit up. They had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne had seen the solution at

Admiration was an understatement.

Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly surrounded her

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

crowd parted, revealing a young man 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 smile. "Ma'am,

sized him up, feeling an odd

added, “Ma'am, his name is Rex. He's a recent hire. Young, yes,

half-finished report. Each

impressed by

parts I'm unclear about. I'll report back to the director once I've figured them out," Rex said, marking a question on the

looked at it and scribbled a series of

moment, his eyes brightening. "Yes, this

pen and said, "How

morning," Rex replied casually, clutching the report as he headed to his workstation,

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

Rex's dedication reminded her of someone, though that person was not nearly as

spoke, Percival entered,

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