"Here." Basil presented Iliana a black chest plate with an intimidating design. "You should wear this."
"What is that?"
"A Vanadium armour."
Iliana slightly widened her eyes. "... That's a rather high quality armor. Where did you get it?"
"Lucilla—the owner of this dead body." Basil nudged Lucilla's body in front of him with his foot. "I would like to wear it myself, but, as you can see, I am lacking something."
Basil looked at Iliana's chest and the mounds on the chest plate alternatingly. "The bumps—they don't look proper on me."
"... I am still amazed that you, given how hard it was to fight her, still had the time to think about looting her possession after killing her," Iliana remarked slightly in astonishment.
"The fact that you two can talk leisurely despite knowing a danger is coming our way is more amazing in my opinion."
