The next day, thanks to the concerted efforts of everyone, the Pokémon School officially began operations.
The scholars previously sent by the Old King acted as teachers, responsible for educating the forty-two children who met the age requirement in reading and writing.
The members of the Knights Order, led by Gerolt and Ryan, would go to the school in their spare time to teach the children physical training and the Knight's Spirit.
Anna served as the Trainer teacher, responsible for instructing the children on Pokémon types, type matchups,
moves, Abilities, commanding, battling, and evolution.
Draconis stayed up all night yesterday and finally finished writing down all the Pokémon information on parchment before dawn, handing it over to Anna for teaching.
Inside the classroom, rows of neat desks and chairs held young, innocent faces, seriously listening to the teacher's lecture.
Some younger children, not yet ten years old, and their Pokémon friends curiously hid beneath the windows, peeking inside.
Their eyes were filled with envy.
"Mike, will we be able to come here to study too someday?" a little girl couldn't help but ask her companion.
However, before her companion could answer, a voice came from behind them.
"Of course!"
The two turned around and saw Anna walking toward them.
Anna, an apprentice under His Highness Draconis, and the first Trainer in the entire territory besides His Highness Draconis!
"Ah! It's Sister Anna!" the young children shouted excitedly.
Anna chuckled, patted their fuzzy heads, and said, "When you turn ten, you can also enter the school to study, just like Alex and the others! And it's not just you; His Highness Draconis advocates for Education for All, so everyone can come and learn!"
"Sister Anna, what does 'Education for All' mean?" a little boy asked, looking confused.
"It means that regardless of whether you are poor or rich, whether you were previously a Slave or a Noble, you can enter this school to learn knowledge!" Anna replied.
"Wow! That's great!"
Most people in the territory supported the establishment of the school, but a few still felt that His Highness was being far too reckless!
For instance, the scholars who came from the Royal City.
Inside the academy office.
A meticulously dressed, extremely rigid-looking old man with a white beard couldn't help but say, "His Highness is truly too reckless!"
Yesterday, he thought His Highness intended for them to teach the children of the nobles in the territory.
But when he saw today, more than half of the students were children of Commoners, and there were even many children who were former Slaves!
For him, having been educated under a feudal system since childhood, this was completely unacceptable.
Slaves are inherently low and lowly; letting them come to school would surely defile this sacred place of knowledge!
"Howard, you can't say that. His Highness must have his reasons for doing this!" Another scholar, who came from a Commoners background, was displeased with the old stickler's words.
"Hmph, then let's go have His Highness judge the matter!"
The scholars finally brought the matter before Draconis.
After understanding the cause and effect of the situation, Draconis turned his gaze towards the scholar named Howard.
"Oh? You believe that those Slaves and Commoners are not qualified to study in the school?"
Howard stuck out his neck: "Knowledge is sacred, and those low-status, humble individuals will only dirty this holy land of the academy!"
Being Slaves, their status is original sin!
Draconis understood now. He didn't get angry, he just asked, "Do you think you are nobler than them?"
Howard was slightly stunned, but thinking of his background, he said proudly, "That is natural."
"Where are you nobler?"
Howard came from a noble family; his father was a Baron, and he had been spoiled by countless people since birth, enjoying noble treatment from a young age.
As an adult, he entered the Eindoak Noble School to study knowledge, and later remained in the Royal Library for advanced studies until His Majesty sent him to this remote place.
Now, hearing Draconis's question, Howard wanted to say that he was nobler than those Commoners and Slaves in every way.
However, the Highness before him seemed to have seen through his thoughts.
"If you discard your origin, and didn't have a father who was a Baron, where would you be different from them?
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"If those Commoners and Slaves were reborn into the Royal Family in their next life, would that not mean their status and position would be nobler than yours?"
Draconis's tone was extremely calm, but Howard couldn't help but feel nervous.
This statement caused the surrounding scholars to fall into deep thought.
Howard's face turned red, and he ultimately snorted, turned his head away, and stopped speaking.
"Your essence is all human. In this world, no one is born nobler than anyone else. As Commoners, they should enjoy the right to education, just like Nobles."
"Howard, I think you should understand one thing: it is precisely because Commoners and Slaves exist that you are a Noble. Without them, how would you be different from those whose status and position are nobler than yours?"
"The common people can support the boat, but they can also overturn it. For a country, these Commoners are the most important existence," Draconis stated solemnly.
The common people can support the boat, but they can also overturn it—
Hearing this, everyone present was startled and fell into contemplation.
And just then, Alfred arrived, reporting excitedly, "Your Highness, the new type of paper you spoke of, we have successfully created it!"
New type of paper? This sentence instantly interrupted everyone's thoughts. What new type of paper? Parchment?
However, the next second, they saw Draconis stand up happily and say to the group, "Excellent, you all follow along and take a look!"
Everyone looked utterly bewildered.
They followed Draconis and Alfred, arriving at the Royal Workshop located on the edge of the city.
As they entered, they saw many craftsmen and Magical Beasts excitedly walking around inside.
Seeing Draconis approach, they immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, we succeeded! These sheets of paper are truly beautiful!"
Draconis followed their gaze and saw sheets of paper, white as snow, laid out before them.
The group of scholars following him also noticed this scene.
Paper—wait! That thing is paper?!
The scholars instantly widened their eyes, and some couldn't help but walk forward and reach out to touch the white sheets.
The next second, they were stunned by the feel and appearance of the paper.
"Your Highness, these are?!" A scholar's eyes held unconcealed excitement. Could it really be what he was thinking?
Draconis smiled and nodded: "Of course. Well done, everyone. Alfred, remember to give out bonuses later."
"Understood, Your Highness." A smile also appeared on Alfred's face.
Hearing this, the craftsmen and Pokémon all showed expressions of happiness.
The Papermaking Technique provided by the Golden Finger combined local characteristics of the Pokémon world.
That is, using the power of Pokémon to create paper.
For example, using the strength of Water-type Pokémon to soak and soften the tree bark and hemp plants, and then using the power of Fire-type Pokémon to steam them, accelerating decomposition.
Next, the strength of powerful Pokémon, such as Machoke, is used for manual pounding and stone grinding the fibers into pulp.
The power of Pokémon far surpasses that of humans. The traditional method of papermaking, relying on human strength, would take a long time to complete, but with the help of Pokémon, this step can be finished in a few hours. The speed is completely comparable to modern mechanical pulping.
Following that is the repeated scooping of the pulp, layering it, and then pressing it to remove water.
For the final step, the power of Fire-type Pokémon is used to simulate drying equipment, treating the paper to dry it. Dehydration and drying can be completed in just a few hours.
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