Chapter 364: The First Newspaper

What are these commoner children learning in the academy? !

Godwin was stunned to hear Santis narrate the most important part of the history of magic on the podium. According to the historical development, there are classic magic circle models, those runes and magic lines. Mysterious patterns are arranged on the blackboard, and those commoner children—the children of farmers, fishermen, blacksmiths, and laundry maids—are actually listening and taking notes seriously!

Godwin Orlando swears to God that even a child of a big businessman in the capital might not be able to understand these things.

Because these are completely transcendental realms of knowledge!

The children's lessons were beyond Godwin's imagination, and even more beyond his imagination, was their mastery of magical runes.

In a few simple questions, he realized that these children are not newbies who are new to runes, nor are they "dumbs" who have memorized some book knowledge by rote - they not only know the shape and writing of each rune way, and even know how to modify their position in a magic circle!

The lesson of subversive sexuality is over - at least for Godwin Orlando, it is the lesson of subversive sexuality.

After the class, the children ran out happily, and ran to the "playground" to play with their friends. Some of the children stayed behind and continued reading or chatting in the classroom. Santis walked outside the classroom to a high altitude. The voice reminded the children not to play in the hallway, and then came to Godwin.

"Mr. Orlando," said the second-level arcanist with a mild smile, "what do you think?"

"I didn't expect...these things are taught here..." Godwin's eyes were "confused". "These children...are they all gifted with magic? Are they all magic apprentices you chose?"

Santis shook his head and said unhurriedly: "First of all, not every class is teaching runes and magic theory, only the children's class and some special education adult classes offer courses in this area, and secondly, these The children are not my magical apprentices - they are just the most common civilian children in the territory, only one of them has a slight talent for magic, and the others will be ordinary people throughout their lives."

Godwin blinked: "Then..."

Santis rarely interrupted others: "You are curious, wondering why they can understand these courses, why they can access these extraordinary knowledge, aren't you?"

Godwin nodded wordlessly.

Santis asked him back: "Why can't they understand, why can't they get in touch?"

Godwin was stunned for a moment, and then he was about to say a set of reasons why commoners were unable to learn complex knowledge, did not possess the wisdom necessary to comprehend supernatural mysteries, etc., but these subconscious words were caught before they rushed out of his mouth. He swallowed it back, 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 contact with many smart children, such as Gesang and Pea, who are particularly talented in drawing," Santis said with a smile on his lips. Walking towards the classroom door, and gesturing for Godwin to follow, "and after the Lord has introduced a series of children's nutrition meals, these children will grow up to be stronger and wiser than their parents. , Except for their origin, they are no different from us, extraordinary people, nobles, and any so-called 'high-class people'."

Godwin followed behind Santis, and he came to the college's main square (or "the "playground" as we say here), where many children were playing, and now it was approaching evening, and some were off work. The older adults also came here. Before the class, these people who were still wearing sackcloth overalls and their legs were still covered in mud were gathered under the magic spar street lamp next to the "playground", flipping the letter cards in their hands by the light. .

A passing worker in factory uniform stopped briefly beside Godwin, took off his felt hat, bowed slightly to Santis and Godwin, and walked away.

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

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

"No, just because you have knowledge, he salutes your knowledge, not you." Santis said lightly, and raised his hand to point to a high white wall on the other side of the "playground". On that high wall, Godwin saw a line of striking characters:

"Knowledge and people are not noble, but knowledge is noble."

"Here, anyone is entitled to the pursuit of knowledge, and even that is the duty of a Cecil citizen," Santis' voice awakened Godwin from the shock of that sentence, "while accepting After this rule, I found one thing, that is, under equal conditions, even a serf's child is no worse than a knight's child in learning."

Santis is not telling the complete truth here - in fact, there is still a difference between the children of serfs and the children of nobles.

Because of congenital malnutrition and poor growth conditions in infants and young children, under normal circumstances, children from serfs or extremely poor families will be really poor in intellectual development and physical development, and according to the lord, this gap needs at least one or two generations. can slowly make up for it.

However, it was precisely because of these avoidable gaps that Santis was more deeply aware of how important the order that Gawain was implementing on this land was a cause that could be described as great.

He didn't want Godwin Orlando, a scholar who gave up all his future and rushed to the south from the capital, a true student, to miss this great cause.

Godwin was silent for a while, and after a while, he asked a question: "Then what I have studied for most of my life is worthless?"

"Of course not, knowledge is always valuable, it's just used differently," Santis shook his head, "in other words, knowledge is not high or low, just whether it is appropriate in the current situation. I believe the lord You're not writing that newspaper to bury your talent, and you should know it yourself - does putting your grammatical skills into writing popular news 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 to think as a commoner, and you can't accept the fact that you need to understand the thinking of the so-called 'lower people', but what?"

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

Seeing Godwin's thoughtful look, Santis continued: "And there's one more thing I don't know if you've ever thought about it, Mr. Orlando - those schooled commoners can read what you write. Some of them can even understand the language of runes. Although their research in these fields is definitely not as deep as yours, but at least they understand a little bit, but you...you know even the slightest bit of knowledge about drying rice and tanning leather. Is it?"

After saying this, Santis closed his mouth and left the time to the old gentleman in front of him. This is probably the most direct and direct way he has expressed his views outside of the classroom. After returning from the trip to the capital, the second-level arcanist has really changed a lot.

And Godwin exhaled softly, and was silent for a moment, he smiled and shook his head: "I really don't understand this aspect, but I can still write the current news and the decrees that the lord wants to promote. , and I can write it more concisely and clearly than anyone else.

"And the parts that I don't understand, I -- and my apprentices, we can ask people who do. They know it, they just don't know how to write it, but that's what I'm good at."

"Mr. Orlando," Santis bowed his head slightly to Godwin Orlando, "you'd better act fast, the lord usually gives people a second chance - but you are not the only scholar in the domain."

"Thank you for your help and enlightenment," Godwin Orlando said to Santis in a very solemn tone, "and you can call me Godwin from now on—names are too alien."

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

After his figure disappeared outside the gate, a hazy dark shadow emerged beside Santis and gradually formed the shape of Amber.

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

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

"Take it as an attempt," Amber said casually, "don't worry about it."

"Try it..." Santis muttered, then pouted, "Anyway, the lord must have his own considerations."

Amber did not respond, her body gradually faded in the air, and soon disappeared in front of Santis.

Four days later, the citizens of Cecil Territory saw a brand new thing in front of the Town Hall Square in the city center.

They exude the peculiar smell of ink, and are stacked neatly in piles on a small cement platform - this platform is unique to Cecil Land, and in most cases, it is used by government affairs The officials of the hall are used to show the new things that appear on the territory to the people - two soldiers stand by the stage, guarding the neat prints, and are responsible for explaining what is on the stage to the assembled people thing.

newspaper.

A reading that can belong to everyone.

The gathered crowds were 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 contents of the newspaper, and more were guessing about their prices and specific role.

At first, maybe only a small number of people will try it out of curiosity.

But soon, Cecilians with spare money will realize that they will have their own "scroll" from now on.

At a distance from the platform, Godwin Orlando, wearing a gray 'colored' bachelor's robe, and his two apprentices (temporary editors and "reporters") watched the situation around the platform from a distance.

Santis stood beside Godwin. He looked at the distant scene and whispered to himself: "From today, another privilege is broken."

Godwin mused: "Have knowledge, the privilege of reading freely..."

"How does it feel to be involved in person?"

"Not bad." Sword of Dawn