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.

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

first, taking

just like the one her mother, Karen, had established years

meticulously

her mother working diligently as she

walked the path her mother

within, followed by

YQ lab, Holden had been orienting

acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished experimental

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

of operation, Holden and his

are correct, but you've got the direction mixed up. Give

had been stuck for a

Admiration was an understatement.

were research fanatics, and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they eagerly surrounded her with reports

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

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.

him up, feeling an odd

hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite

report. Each word was deliberate and

impressed

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

scribbled a

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

said, "How long have you been working on potion

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

devoted to medicine. We're

However, Rex's dedication reminded her of

Percival

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