It's all one flower.

"I see why adults want to keep at war. But I don't think that has anything to do with going to look into the educational reality of the poor in Artel until Mr. Rourke takes the risk."

Skinum breathes back with the aroma of vanilla tea and says in a voice of criticism to his client's haulier, Fiarluca.

... the hard word is even to the habit of coming out, how can you not know?

Roark shrugged, but took one deep breath to quell his frustration and erase his emotions from his voice.

"You know better than Skinum that Artel is a strong educational society"

"Educational society......"

Skinum, a former theological student, looks stunnedly at his former classmate, Roark.

The ecclesiastical class at Rufus Seminary is the highest narrow gate in the Artel Republic.

Does he live in dormitories from the elementary and not know much about the outside world, not aware of the "privileged being" to whom he can be directed by other Artelians, the eyes of jealousy and envy?

From the outside, he abandoned the benefits that the rest of us wouldn't get if we wanted to.

... Well, I think the family environment and the history of enrollment is pathetic.

"It's like putting you in a school promised you an economically privileged future, but for that, you need to pay a high monthly allowance to go to school, hire a tutor, and get a telecommunications education in addition to the school."

"Investing...?

"From poor families, anyone who can enroll in a good university or seminary will be rare enough to say an exception"

Skinum's face freezes. He finally understood.

In the Republic of Artel, only thirty years after separation and independence, we already saw the immobilization of the hierarchy.

Children who work part-time to help their families inevitably have less time to study.

Even if tuition is free for all schools, it is more advantageous for families who can study in addition to school classes to enter the most popular prestigious schools.

Differences in education are made not by personal abilities or talents, but by the economic power of the household.

Of course (of course) children born into poor households are stirred up by bankruptcies at work and economic deterioration, and children of families falling from middle stream or higher hierarchies are also held back by economic power walls and shattered by the shoots of competence and talent.

... the priest-class kid was just a rich guy who could easily give way by buying many copies of the same book.

"A rich family child occupies a school, and a poor family child can't go to a good school, even if they have more schooling than those children. Jobs also tend to be rich because they often value education."

"Oh, no..."

"Do you have any deniable information or evidence?

Skinum closed his mouth and bowed.

He had barely (mostly) left the seminary until Rourke took him out to Lanterna Island.

What does he say when he has never been exposed to raw information, just information that he has spoken about in books or on the Internet?

"As education leads directly to income inequality, the economic power of households is increasingly fixed. It's hard to get from the poor to the top, but it's a war or a recession, and it's just a matter of time before you fall from the top."

"Even if my parents are rich, they won't study because they're sitting around."

Putnik, the Lacrimaris, pinched his mouth as if he were obsessed.

"If you have money and connections, you can screw them into Rufus seminary, so how about other schools?"

Touching Roark's cold voice, Skinum rubbed his shoulder.

Sometimes an academic can even be dragged down with money.

"Artel is an educated society, but he has money on top of it, and the poor are hard to get out of the" bottom ”. Didn't the Poderes administration start a war to deflect that grievance?

"Oh no..."

Skinum loses his word.

"On the Alton Gaza continent, the spread of the Internet coincided with a magical civilized area… more interaction with the countries of both wheels, and it became clear that there was magic in the scriptures"

Pointed out by a former cleric of Fraxinus, a former theological student of Kirkulus causes the universe to wander in fear of something.

"In parallel, there's been a church break for young people."

"Does the Federation of Barbatum and the Republic of Banksia support Artel by knocking Nemoralis in the nickname and trying to regain the prestige of the Church by defeating the wicked wizard who uses evil?"

"I guess so."

Roark and Fiarlka nod at the same time at Putnik's unpleasant voice.

Both countries have designated star markers (servants) as international terrorist organizations.

The Archdiocese of the Republic of Banksia sent priests to the Lufus Light Mark Church, while the Federation of Barbatum provided drones for cheap.

"Nemoralis is a good scapegoat for Kirkurs, regardless of their economic power or social hierarchy, because wizards who use magical creatures and the organizations they belong to certify enemies without question."

The green-haired haulier laughed with his nose.

Likewise, a green-haired curse shop creates a tannic surface.

"With the Lacus Nenia family alive, it's not easy to conquer the entire Nemoralis territory, but if you can just get the Ristover Autonomous Region, you're going to be able to scaffold it all."

"I don't know how long this war will last, but as it is, inequality will continue to grow in the future."

"Right. Inequality-based grievances can be a spark of conflict."

"But..."

Skinum, who was about to say, shut up the moment Fiarlka and I met each other.

"When this war is over, you will repeat it again and again, unless you break free from inequality and poverty."

"Nah... why?

Skinum grabbed his fist and leaned down, squeezing out the question.

"We are poor because the company crumbled in the war. So as long as there are Nemoralists, wizards, and politicians and religions who try to distract themselves from the spearhead of discontent by trying to do what they think is wrong with the Fraxinus, we've had half a century of civil strife."

Skinum, a former theological student, did not raise his face to bear the weight of manager Gentius' answer.