Ato finally got the Identification Tag engraved with his information.
While he was waiting in line, Riven stood nearby, gazing up at the sky, lost in thought.
"Got it? Let's go. Once we've settled into our rooms, it'll be about time for dinner. The Empire never skimps on food for its soldiers. It wants them to grow stronger."
They continued on, and Ato soon spotted a building that looked a lot like a school dormitory, with each floor divided into numerous small rooms.
Riven handed Ato a key. "I'm in 101, so you can take 102. That room's always been empty."
Ato took it, inserted it into the lock, and turned it once to open the door.
The room wasn't very big, maybe a dozen square meters. It had only a single bed, a table, and a cabinet, but it was fairly tidy. Ato wasn't particular about where he stayed.
When he came back out, the greatsword was no longer on Riven's back.
"Are you still carrying your sword?" Riven looked at Ato. "This is a barracks, not a battlefield. If you can't even eat without holding a weapon, people will think you're picking a fight."
"I, I'll put it away right now..."
Ato returned to his room. Only then did he realize that ever since arriving in Runeterra, he'd never once been separated from the Demonic Sword of the Dark!
"Old man, can you stay in here for a while? You'll be fine, right?"
"Don't worry about me. I'm just an ordinary weapon now." Aatrox didn't mind.
After putting away the Demon Sword, Ato followed Riven to the dining hall. The moment he stepped inside, he was struck by a strange sense of déjà vu.
This place looked a lot like a school cafeteria, too!
Soldiers in armor gathered