Everyone glanced at the towering gateway. There was nothing particularly special about it; the gateways back on Blue Star had been far grander.
The group walked through the gates.
The students inside were all smartly dressed in matching uniforms.
Each looked full of vitality, and their every movement carried a distinctive air, in stark contrast to the people on the streets outside.
He Wuqi immediately voiced his puzzlement.
Benedict smiled.
"Because this is an academy for nobles."
"Only gifted children or nobles qualify for admission."
He Wuqi asked in confusion,
"What about the children of ordinary commoners outside?"
Benedict said as though it were only natural,
"There are privately founded ordinary academies that select talented people for the noble academies."
"But their fees are steep, so most commoners' children inherit their parents' occupations."
"A farmer's child becomes a farmer, and a blacksmith's child becomes a blacksmith."
"Knowledge is priceless. Commoners cannot afford it, nor do they need it."
"As for slaves, they need only work diligently."
"All of this is God's arrangement. Everyone has their own duty."
Behind He Wuqi, a member of the mission frowned slightly.
The Holy Human Race actually still practiced slavery.
Having grown accustomed to Great Xia's system, he found it somewhat difficult to adjust.
He Wuqi, however, had little reaction.
On Blue Star, slavery had disappeared only because the industrial age had arrived.
Illiterate slaves who knew only household chores and manual labor were clearly unqualified for most jobs.
Rather than take responsibility for their food, clothing, shelter, transportation, aging, illness, and death, it was better to abolish slavery under the pretext of doing them a favor.
Let them take responsibility for all those things themselves, let them educate themselves, and simply spend a little money each month to employ them.
That was far more