‘...I didn’t come here to stare at a portrait,’ Eugene reminded himself.

And he hadn’t come here to get all emotional either. No, Eugene was here to see if Sienna had left any clues behind. According to his calculations, Eugene believed that it was definitely Sienna who had placed his necklace in the treasure vault.

‘....Lovellian did say that the memory he read was from a hundred years ago,’ he recalled.

If that’s the case, wouldn’t that mean Sienna was still alive one hundred years ago?

‘No, we can’t say that for sure. It could have been an entirely fabricated memory…. Or perhaps… the one who left it there was actually Vermouth.’

His thoughts were spiraling in circles. Eugene took a deep breath and stroked his necklace. If it wasn’t for the fact that this had caught his eye, he wouldn’t have been left with such complicated thoughts.

‘It can’t just be some kind of surprise gift for me, so what on earth were they trying to do with this? Why did they put the necklace there?’

While forcing down his inner turmoil, Eugene left the portrait and moved on. Although...