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,

at the lab first, taking

like the one

spent the past month meticulously restoring it to

mother working diligently as she

the path her mother

from within, followed

lab, Holden had been orienting his

catching an unfinished experimental report on the

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

his team had been busy with experiments

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

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

Admiration was an understatement.

they eagerly surrounded her

Vivienne asked, "Who's

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

feeling an odd sense of

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

handed over his half-finished report. Each word was

impressed by his

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

looked at it and scribbled a series

the numbers for a moment, his

said, "How long have you been working on

clutching the report as

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

reminded her of someone, though that person was not nearly

Percival

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