//36// A piece of cake

Once Arsenal had confirmed that he had the right crystal, he proceeded to find his way around. The environment was confusing and there wasn't a single person in sight.

"Why would they all just stay back in their homes like there's nothing to do outside?" He wondered, wandering around the village looking for a sign or something to guide him.

Luckily, he came across a few men seated in front of a house conversing over a keg of wine. And he approached them cautiously to ask for directions.

"Excuse me?"

"Can you help me point the way to the academy, the Agent academy?"

"Kid, you are sure that you want to try out for the academy?" The eldest amongst the men asked him, and Arsenal nodded in response,

"Yes."

"Hold on," said another man, he gulped down the last drop of wine in his cup, and walked into the house. He came out a few seconds later with a knife and a small bottle hanging from a hook on his belt holder.

"Let us go," He said