As Basil walked closer to the thing that attracted his attention in front of him, Deacon, who had been silent as a statue, suddenly jumped down from his shoulder, then blocked his path.
Basil stopped in his track as, though Deacon looked cute, he was conveying a very solemn mood through their [Link]. Basil immediately got what he was worrying about, then shooed him away.
"Help Iliana collect the treasures—I don't need you to stand in my way."
"Master, although I don't know what it is, I can tell that it is something Cursed. Just the aura it is exuding alone is enough indication of that!"
"I am not someone who you shall worry over, Deacon. Move away."
"What about if it is a trap, Master?"
Basil hummed lowly to himself as he mused about how adamant Deacon was. He could also already feel Iliana's gaze on his back, so he was sure she would also come to stop him in any time.
