Openbookworm: Potential trigger warning: This chapter has some vivid description of systematic physical and mental violence and abuse.16

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Eugene found her, and then he caught her.0

Crack!0

The sound of breaking bones came from Amelia’s body. Without even a moment’s hesitation, Eugene had placed all of his weight down on the foot resting on the back of Amelia’s knee, shattering her kneecap.0

With the hand that was resting on her back, Eugene gave some thought to breaking or ripping out her spine, but he decided that it wasn’t necessary to do so just yet. So, instead, he reached up and crushed one of her shoulder blades.0

His other hand was still wrapped up in Amelia’s hair. If Eugene exerted some strength, he would be able to yank all of her hair out, but he had no intention of doing so. Instead, holding her hair like this acted like a halter to control the horse named Amelia Merwin.6

As such, Eugene just pulled on her hair with moderate force. Just enough so that her hair didn’t get pulled out or torn off and not hard enough that he broke her neck.0

Perfectly in moderation.6

But Eugene made sure to apply enough pressure so that Amelia could clearly see the difference in strength and level between them.0

“It’s been a long time,” Eugene whispered as he lowered his head closer.0

The moment she heard him say those words, Amelia began shivering in fear. As for her eyes….0

When Eugene and Amelia’s eyes met, what he saw in hers was…0

…pride…0

…rage…0

…humiliation…0

…and fear.0

The moment Eugene confirmed the presence of all these emotions, he gave her a bright smile. He couldn’t help but be amused by this situation.1

The grudge between them had been forged many times over. In a sense, Amelia was an enemy who held a special meaning for Eugene. Most of Eugene’s current grudges and targets for revenge originated from his past life of three hundred years ago, from back during his days as Hamel.1

However, Amelia was different. His enmity towards her wasn’t something that was rooted in Hamel’s time. However, it was true that part of their enmity originated from when he caught Amelia robbing Hamel’s tomb.1

But that was something that had happened during Eugene’s lifetime. It was a story from just a few years ago.0

Compared to those older grudges, Eugene’s feelings for Amelia were extremely vivid. Just how many times had he met Amelia and vowed to kill her?0

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Eugene asked with a sneer.0

—You, I remember you. You were the...1