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.

at Vanguard Agency officially began. The YQ and TCL

first, taking

like the one her mother, Karen, had established years

meticulously restoring it to its former

see her mother working diligently as

path her mother

Holden emerged from within, followed

YQ lab, Holden had been orienting his

in acknowledgment, her eyes catching

saying, "We've been trying to replicate that

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

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

eyes lit up. They had been stuck for a month, but Vivienne

Admiration was an understatement.

were research fanatics, and seeing Vivienne's expertise, they

Vivienne asked,

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, I'm working on the potions," he

him up, feeling an odd sense of

hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy

over his half-finished report. Each word was

impressed by

about. I'll report back to the director once I've figured

at it and scribbled a series of numbers. "Try

moment, his eyes brightening. "Yes, this

pen and said, "How long have you been working

Rex replied casually, clutching the report as he headed

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

of someone, though that person was not

spoke, Percival

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