What are these common people’s children learning in the academy?!

Godwin listened in amazement as Santis told the most important part of magic history on the podium. In the middle, classic magic array models were displayed according to the historical development. The runes and magic lines were arranged on the blackboard into mysterious patterns. The common children, farmers, fishermen, blacksmiths, and laundry maids were all listening carefully and taking notes seriously!

Godwin Orlando vowed to the sky to heaven that even a big businessman's child in the royal capital would not be able to understand these things.

Because these are completely knowledge in extraordinary fields!

The children's lessons were beyond Godwin's imagination, and even more than he imagined, the children's mastery of magic runes.

After a few simple questions, he realized that these children were not newbies who were new to runes, nor were they "daigua" who memorized some book knowledge. They not only knew the shape and writing methods of each rune, but also knew how to modify their position in a magic circle!

This subversive lesson ended at least for Godwin Orlando, a subversive lesson.

After the class, the children ran out happily, and rushed to the playground to play with friends. Some children stayed behind and continued to read books or chat in the classroom. Santis walked outside the classroom and shouted to remind the children not to play in the corridor, and then came to Godwin.

"Mr. Orlando," said the second-level arcane with a gentle smile, "What do you think?"

"I didn't expect... what's being taught here is actually these things..." Goldwin's eyes were confused, "Are these children... all of them possess magical talents? Are they all magic apprentices you chose?"

Santis shook his head and said slowly: "First of all, not every class is teaching runes and magic theory. Only children's classes and some special education adult classes are offering courses in this regard. Secondly, these children are not my magic apprentices. They are just the most ordinary children of civilians in the territory. Only one of them has a weak talent for magic, and the others will be ordinary people throughout their lives."

Godwin blinked: "That..."

Santis rarely interrupted others: "You are curious, wondering why they can understand these lessons and why they can get access to these extraordinary knowledge, right?"

Godwin nodded speechlessly.

Santis asked him back, "Why can't they understand and why can't they touch?"

Godwin was stunned for a moment, and then he was about to say a set of reasons for the inability of civilians to learn complex knowledge and not having the wisdom necessary to understand extraordinary mysteries, but these subconscious words were swallowed by him before they could be rushed out. He knew that once he said these words, he would probably be the stupidest person here today.

"They can understand and learn. At least in the children's class, I have come into contact with many smart children, such as Gesan and Pea who are particularly talented in painting," Santis said with a smile, walking towards the classroom door, and compared a gesture to Godwin to follow. "And after the Lord has promoted a series of children's nutrition meals, these children will grow stronger and smarter than their parents. Apart from their origins, they are no different from us, the extraordinary, the noble, and any so-called upper class."

Godwin followed Santis and came to the college's square or, in the word "playground", there were many children here, and it was approaching evening, and some adults who had been working earlier also arrived here. Before class, these people who were still wearing rough cloth work clothes and mud on their legs were gathered under the magic crystal street light next to the playground, flipping the letter cards in their hands with the light.

A worker passing by, in a factory uniform, paused briefly by Godwin. He took off his felt hat, bent down slightly to salute Santis and Godwin, and then walked away.

"Do you know why he saluted you?" Santis asked.

"He should know that I am a scholar recruited by the lord..."

"No, it's just because you have knowledge. He's saluting your knowledge, not you." Santis said lightly, and raised his hand to a high white wall on the other side of the playground. On that high wall, Godwin saw a line of striking big words:

“Knowledge and people are not noble, but knowledge is noble.”

"Here, anyone has the qualification to pursue knowledge, and it is even the obligation of Cecil's citizens," Santis's voice awakened Godwin from the shock brought by that sentence. "And after accepting this rule, I discovered one thing, that is, even a serf's child, he was not worse than a knight's child when he was learning things."

Santis actually didn't tell the truth here, in fact, there are still differences between the children of serfs and the children of nobles.

Because of congenital malnutrition and poor growth conditions during infancy and toddlers, generally speaking, serfs or children from extremely poor families will really have poor intellectual and physical development. And according to the lord, this gap will take at least one or two generations to slowly make up for.

However, it is precisely because of these avoidable gaps that Santis realized more deeply how important the order that Gauven was promoting on this land was. This was simply a cause that could be described as great.

He did not want Godwin Orlando, a scholar who gave up all his future and rushed from the capital to the southern border, a true scholar who missed this great cause.

Goldwin fell briefly silent, and after a moment, he asked a question: "Will there be no value in what I have studied for most of my life?"

"Of course not. Knowledge is always valuable, but it is used differently," Santis shook his head. "In other words, there is no distinction between high and low, but whether it is appropriate in the current situation. I believe that the Lord asked you to write that newspaper to bury your talents, and you should also understand that using your grammatical abilities in writing popular news will really affect the honor of a great scholar like you? No, you just can't accept the fact that you need to put yourself in the same position as a civilian to think, and you can't accept the fact that you have to understand the thoughts of so-called inferior people, but what about it?"

Santis smiled: "We are in one position, we are all just seekers."

Seeing Godwin's thoughtful look, Santis continued: "And there is one thing you have ever thought about. Mr. Orlando's school-educated civilians can understand the words you write, and even some can understand the words of runes. Although their research in these fields is definitely not as deep as you, at least they know a little, but do you... do you know even a little about drying rice and tanning leather?"

After saying this, Santis closed his mouth and left the time to the old man in front of him. This was probably the time when he expressed his views at most and most direct in addition to the classroom. Since returning from the last trip to the capital, this second-level arcane has really changed a lot.

Goldwin exhaled softly and was silent for a moment. He smiled and shook his head: "I really don't understand this, but I can still write the current news and the government orders that the lord wants to promote, and I can write them concisely and clearly than anyone else.

"And those parts that I don't understand, I have my apprenticeships. We can go to people who understand. They understand this knowledge, but they just don't know how to write it out, but that's what I'm good at."

"Mr. Orlando," Santis lowered his head slightly to Godwin Orlando, "You'd better act faster, the lord will usually give people a second chance, but there are more than one scholars in the territory."

"Thank you for your help and enlightenment," Goldwin Orlando said to Santis in a very serious tone, "and you can call me Goldwin in the future and it's too distant to call me Goldwin."

After saying this, the old man said goodbye to Santis, then turned around and walked quickly towards the gate of the college.

After his figure disappeared outside the gate, a hazy black shadow appeared beside Santis and gradually formed an amber figure.

The half-elf lady looked at Santis in surprise: "Santis, you can be eloquent."

"It's not an eloquence, it's just saying what I want to say," Santis saluted the Shadow Master, who had been wandering around the territory all day long, but was actually the Lord's Guards, and asked curiously, "I'm just a little curious about why the Lord cared so much about this matter. Although Godwin is an excellent scholar, he is not special."

"Just treat it as an attempt," Amber said casually, "don't care."

"Would you like to try..." Santis muttered, then curled his lips, "Anyway, the lord must have his own considerations."

Amber did not respond, her body gradually faded in the air and soon disappeared before Santis's eyes.

Four days later, the leaders of Cecil met a brand new thing in front of the Government Affairs Hall Square in the city center.

They exuded the unique atmosphere of ink, and piles of neatly placed on a small cement platform. This platform is unique to Cecil's territory. In most cases, it was used by government officials to show the fresh things that appeared on the territory to the leaders. Two soldiers stood beside the stage, guarding the neatly printed items, and were responsible for explaining to the gathered people what was on the stage.

newspaper.

A reading material that can belong to everyone.

The gathered crowd was discussing with each other. Those who arrived earlier were explaining to those who had just arrived what new things the lord had invented. Some were guessing the content of the newspaper, while more were guessing their prices and their specific functions.

In the beginning, perhaps only a small number of people would try it out of curiosity.

But soon, the Cecilians who had spare money would realize that they would have their own "books" from now on.

A distance from the platform, Goldwin Orlando, wearing a grey bachelor's robe, and his two apprentices, interim editors and "reporters" watched from afar.

Santis stood beside Godwin, looking at the scene in the distance, and whispered to himself: "From today, another privilege has been broken."

Godwin thought: "Do you have the privilege of knowledge and free reading..."

“How is it like to be involved in your own hands?”
Chapter completed!