Meanwhile, outside the specialized medical wing.
Jerrick remained rooted to the spot, his grayish-blue eyes fixed heavily on the direction Serena had disappeared into.
He didn't look away until her slender, brooding figure finally vanished around the corner.
This Panacea...
For some inexplicable reason, she gave him an overwhelming sense of familiarity.
It wasn't her appearance.
It was the way she lazily arched her eyes when she looked at him, and that teasing smirk that kept tugging at the corner of her lips.
Above all, it was that almost detached, indifferent attitude...
It felt so incredibly familiar, as if he had encountered it somewhere before.
"Boss."
A mercenary stepping up behind him broke Jerrick's train of thought. "That Panacea is way too arrogant."
Another man chimed in, his face set in a cold scowl. "If the ship didn't desperately need her right now, the way she provoked you would have gotten her killed ten times over."
Jerrick said nothing, merely lowering his gaze to the scanner in his hand.
The device hadn't detected a single anomaly.
But he knew all too well that someone like her wouldn't resort to such crude methods if she actually wanted to smuggle something out.
Her boldly popping the case open meant she was absolutely certain no one would find anything incriminating.
Deliberately wedging that silver needle at the edge of the hidden compartment was both a warning and a test.
She was testing whether he would spot it.
And testing if he had the guts to touch it.
"Boss?" the mercenary prompted gently when Jerrick remained silent for too long.
Jerrick tossed the scanner to his subordinate, his voice frigid. "From now on, every time she enters or leaves the medical wing, I will personally conduct her inspection."
The two mercenaries blinked in surprise. "You, personally?"
Jerrick leveled a flat stare at them.
They instantly dropped their heads. "Yes, Boss. Understood."

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