472 What a Dilemma

Roland was slightly surprised. He could tell that the Red Magic Tower welcomed all talents in the world. If they had admitted some green-skinned orcs as students, there was no reason why the cat-humans, who were more intelligent, should be despised.

"Why are the cat-humans regarded as slaves?"

The catgirl's white furry ears dangled down. Even her tail fell on the ground too.

"Because a cat-human Mage led an uprising decades ago. But he failed. Since then, all the cat-humans have been slaves."

The catgirl didn't talk much, but Roland learned lots of things from what she said.

The uprising that the cat-humans led failed.

What did they rise up against? Considering the demography of the Red Magic Tower, and what happened to the orc the previous day, the answer was obvious.

It was true that exploitation existed everywhere.

"Do you want to take a walk outside openly?"

The catgirl nodded. She certainly wanted that.