Morgan arrived onto the campus grounds, alongside his mother and father, "I expected nothing less." Robin commented as they all gazed in wonder, the college itself was nothing short of a masterpiece. They stood before the front doors to the main building, where Walhart himself did his work in.
"Have you seen how many training fields they got up?" The Vaike asks, "Man, they literally have it all!"
Morgan remained silent, choosing instead to read over the details of what will happen on the tour today. Truth be told though, he also felt nervous. This is Walhart's territory after all, the man is a living legend among those who pursue literally any physical greatness. Besides, he is the only one who can claim Gold in all challenges in the multitude of sports in the Feats. Morgan took a breath and walked into the building, his parents were to remain outside. The smaller-framed athlete looked around in amazement with the decorations plastered across the walls, so much so that there were glass cases peppered around the floor, just to hold all of the achievements… all of which had one of two names, it was either assigned to The Red Knight's college, or Walhart himself.
The more unnerving part is that Walhart's collection almost matched the entire college's. He walked up to the front desk, where a rather unpleasant sight welcomed him. It was some blob of a man, who looked like he would only run if it meant there was sugar at the end. He was essentially round, "Yes, boy?"
Someone doesn't like his job… "My name is Morgan, and I'm here for the tour." He proudly presents his invitation.
Which the man only glances at, "Right, Morgan. Right side, up the stairs, second door on the left. Have fun." Suppressing the urge to roll his eyes, Morgan walks off in the intended direction. That blob of fat is nothing more than a disgrace to the area he is in. Why was he even there? Once reaching the destination, Morgan gently knocks, yet before he could even voice himself, the door opened, revealing an absolute giant of a man…
Even Basilio had nothing on him. "Speak." The presence from this man alone almost caused Morgan to falter.
Almost, "My name is Morgan Reflet, I'm here for the tour." Once more, he proudly presents his invitation.
Several tense moments pass as the man in front of him simply stared him down. On top of his already impressive size, he wore something Morgan had honestly never seen anyone wear. It looked like the man wore an entire set of red iron armor, maybe even something heavier. Yet, it didn't seem to bother the man one bit, "Morgan Reflet, the so called 'Physical Prodigy' from Plegia." He seemed unconvinced of the boy's status. He held out a hand, palm facing him, with the gauntlet still on. "Hit me."
If he were anyone else, Morgan might have faltered. He trains almost day and night, his father is The Vaike, and so, even an punching an iron gauntlet didn't faze him. So that is exactly what he did, without bothering to wind up a punch, Morgan slammed his fist onto the gauntlet. He felt the vibrations from the impact and he suppressed a grunt of pain, refusing to show any weakness. Did it hurt? Absolutely, he doubts that even his father would walk away from something like this without showing at least a bit of pain. "There." He simply replies.
"Again, other hand." Morgan pulls his first hand back, switches the invitation to the other hand, then repeats what he did, achieving the same results. "Hm, there's potential." He clears his throat, "My name is Walhart, and I am the headmaster of The Red Knight's college. I take no boast when I say that my college is reserved for the best of the best."
"And I assure you, that I am one of those."
He laughs, "We'll see, boy." The man reaches to the side and hands him a map, alongside a small box, "There's your tour information, I've other people to see today. I look forward to the results of your entrance exam, Mister Reflet." With that, he practically slams the door on his face, but the boy didn't flinch. Instead, a smile formed on his face, Walhart… the Walhart believed he had potential.
He couldn't wait to tell his parents!
Morgan arrived onto the campus grounds, alongside her mother and father… later than anticipated. During their travel there, some family that literally defined 'rude' and 'obnoxious' caused disorganization at the airport. Which in turn made the airport turn into a battle royale, as those three plowed through the line to get their luggage, especially that one brute, shouting about something or other. Morgan didn't bother to pay attention, as she had more important things to worry about. Like a damaged suitcase, which meant that her careful organization had been messed up. And nothing in the whole world gives her a headache like something completely blown apart.
They were exactly one hour, forty-two minutes, and twenty-five seconds late. "This college ground has been cleaned to the highest of standards." Robin comments as he looks around, "Even the most remote of nooks."
"I envy you, daughter. I have never imagined that there would be so many libraries in a single vicinity!" Mirel exclaims.
Morgan opted to remain silent as she memorized each and every detail on the map. It was no exaggeration if one were to say that this college had it all. And on top of that, it was all organized! Each section of the campus had an equal amount of everything. To be accepted here would be a dream come true, which is why she needed to do beyond her best. She entered through the front door of the building, to which she was greeted with a huge amount of medals and trophies. On one half held the sport-related activities, the other held the academic-related awards. Both the college and Walhart's name were engraved on all of them.
She then turned her attention to who she assumed was the secretary… who was a pain on the eyes, to say the least. The man has clearly overindulged himself, it seemed as if his fat rolls had fat rolls. Both his head and body looked to be almost perfectly round. It sickened her to see someone succumb so much to gluttony. "Good evening, my name is Morgan Reflet, and I am here for the tour of the college grounds." Despite it all, she gave her best and most polite smile.
"Right side, up the stairs, second door on the left." He didn't even bother looking right at her. But he did glance at her, and in that one glance she saw one thing, one variable that almost redeemed him on the spot… the pure intelligence in his eyes.
"Thank you, sir." She returns his clipped answer with more kindness. With her piece said, she follows the man's directions and soon ends up at the mentioned door. She gently knocks on the door, "Ex…" She is interrupted by the door opening and a man of insane proportions stands before her. Mother would have been overjoyed to examine him, as he is wearing actual metal, instead of regular clothes. He is also several heads taller than her father and he practically is sending out waves of authority. "Speak." His single word felt like it moved the entire hallway. He is the real deal. "Good evening. My name is Morgan Reflet, and I am here on the summons of Headmaster Walhart."
"Hmph." He huffs as he looks her over. "I am he." Morgan isn't surprised one bit to hear that. "Tell me, what do you think of the man downstairs?"
Out of all the questions she prepared for, that was not one of them. Still, she takes it in stride and takes a moment to think, "I am to be honest, correct?"
He nods, "Speak how you will, I care not what words you use."
"I believe he overindulges himself, and he acts higher than he actually is… but, I also can see a deep intelligence in his eyes. So, I believe that he uses his outward appearance into luring his potential opposition into a sense of false security, before making a quick attack."
The response causes the giant of a man to laugh, "Ah, you are as talented as they say, 'Intellectual Prodigy of Ylisse'." He reaches to the side and procures a map, alongside a small box, "I am looking forward to seeing the results of your entrance exam, Miss Reflet." She grabs the items, mere moments before the door closes, but she doesn't let the sudden rudeness bother her.
She can't wait until she tells her parents about this!