Judges are the closest profession to the concept of 'justice', oscillating between legal treaties and moral codes is the most testing thing for a person, and the maid doesn't know if Grush will be able to realize what he wants to be 'justice' during his time as a 'judge', but it is indeed a good opportunity.

She couldn't make sure that Grush really understood what 'justice' was, and she couldn't tell Grush what 'true justice' was.

She didn't know the answer to that question, and she couldn't possibly know.

She doesn't waste time thinking about the kind of question that has been pondered for thousands of years, but without an accurate answer that satisfies everyone—that's the job of philosophers.

After throwing the problem back to Grush's own thinking, the maid and the black dragon returned to the laboratory, and recently her research has made a great breakthrough, maybe half a month later, maybe tomorrow, or even today, she may be able to actually make something that can replace magic materials.

As usual, Cervantes guarded the door of the laboratory, and he was responsible for informing him of everything, and no one was allowed to enter the laboratory to disturb the maid's experiments.

For example, Latinia, she can't go in either!

She stood outside the door and probed her brain, but how could she possibly see inside the lab?

Even though the door was open, and the black dragon sat on a small pony, Latinia couldn't see what it was inside, only a white wall.

"Can't even I go in?" asked Latinia, looking pitifully at Cervantes.

The black dragon sneered: "Even if it's me, I have to have something urgent to get in, let alone you?"

Glaring at the black dragon, Latinia also clasped her hands to her chest, looked at him condescendingly and sneered: "That's Thera afraid that you will go in and make trouble, you stupid dragon of the chaotic camp!"

Hearing this, Cervanteston became anxious, and said with a stiff neck: "The dragon clan has a strong sense of order, even if it is a color dragon, otherwise how can it be that dozens of generations of dragons are almost the same kind of personality?"

Latinia sneered again: "But this has nothing to do with you being a stupid dragon of the chaotic camp!"

After hearing this, the black dragon got up from the pony and was about to turn around and walk into the laboratory, but at this moment, he paused again.

"Are you in a bad mood?" asked Cervantes, looking back with a blank face.

He seemed to suddenly understand that this goddess was here to make trouble for herself, and she didn't want to go in from the beginning, she just came to trouble herself!

“...... The bank has been robbed by the dragon again!" There was a moment of silence before the goddess of wealth said sullenly.

Since the relocation of the dragon from the southern continent to the continent of Slo Mendes, there have been frequent robberies related to dragons in various places, with the Moore Merchant Federation and the Church of Fortune being the most damaged.

But they couldn't warn the dragons, because they were very 'alone', except for the clan that lived together and took care of the cubs, the other dragons were 'alone'.

Even if they wanted to get the dragons wanted, they didn't know which one to want.

Although the dragon is arrogant, but it is not stupid, the stupid cannot become an evil dragon, once they become famous, then they will definitely be chased and intercepted by other strong people, unless they are so strong that they must use several legends to defeat, otherwise they will not live long.

Dragons are especially good at running and hiding, which is not something they want to learn, but is forced out.

The Moore Merchant Federation and the Church of Fortune can only warn the Dragon Clan, but no clan will do such a thing, because their most important job is to raise their young, and obtaining money is secondary.

In addition to the large number of white dragon clans, the number of the other nine dragon clans is not much, and there are only a few thousand giant dragons in the entire Asathom world, which may seem like a lot, but in fact, there are almost three or four hundred white dragons, and the other dragon species are only about two hundred to three hundred.

In addition to the Slo Mendes continent, there are still some dragons staying in the southern continent, and there are countless islands around the two continents, such as the Black Dragon Clan, which did not come to the Slo Mendes continent, but lived on a large island.

Nowadays, there are not many free dragons operating on the mainland, but there are also quite a few, which is a big trouble for anyone and any force.

Dragons are born with extraordinary creatures, born with great strength, as long as they reach adulthood, they can exert the full power of the bloodline, and when they enter old age, they can exert the power close to legend, and enter the [legendary stance] from the 'race' - that is, what Cervantes called the 'parallel legend'.

If you can survive the 'decay period', you can become an 'ancient dragon', and the ancient dragon and the primeval dragon are existences that can compete with the 'gods'.

As long as they enter the 'Ancient Dragon Period', the dragon can be called a 'demigod', because all dragons have their bloodline from two powerful gods: Bahamut, the 'Father of Benevolence', and Tiamat, the 'Great Mother'.

The legendary dragon species is the eldest brother of all metal dragons and color dragons, they have inherited more divine bloodlines, and they have all become the existence of the 'neutral camp', so later, when the loving father and strict mother created the dragon clan again, they chose their own bloodlines and created the hardware and five-colored dragons.

Cervantes pursed his lips and asked depressedly, "You won't tell me that it was a black dragon who robbed the bank, right?"

"It's not!"

Latinia gritted her teeth and said, "It's two! It looks like they're pinching me like a soft persimmon!"

If it was before the gods had fallen to the mortal realm, how could they be so bold?

The gods are not only able to keep an eye on each temple, but they can also descend their own avatars at any time, and each temple and church is guarded by divine powers, which is difficult for any hostile to enter unless they break through that layer of protection.

But now it is different, not only can they not observe a certain temple on the mainland at will, but even allowing the incarnation to come requires a lot of divine power, which is a very luxurious behavior for the gods who live in the mortal world as saints.

It's like when she used the method of 'advent' to come to Wende City, not only did it take all the divine power she had accumulated over the past ten years, but it also left her without any protection.

Before Winde City became her holy city, her divine safety had to be protected by Cervantes.

If it weren't for the critical situation and she had to make a desperate gamble, she wouldn't have used this method to get herself out.

The consequence of their inability to gaze at a temple or church is that the dragons are flying all over the sky now, but she can't catch any of them!

"It's so annoying!"

Latinia cursed in a low voice, but her eyes kept glancing at Cervantes, who was sitting on the pony.

The black dragon plucked out his ears as if he hadn't heard anything.

He knew that this goddess wanted to go out and help her catch the thief, but he would not go to such a troublesome thing......

"Alas......" Latinia sighed, "I'll pay you if I lose, will you go?"

Cervantes was silent.

He began to struggle in the ocean of desire, but the straw was really far away from him......

"Go if you want to!"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind them, and Cervantes and Latinia turned their heads in surprise to see Serena in a white lab coat walking out of her laboratory.

"That's it?" the black dragon whispered in disbelief.

The maid shrugged at him, "I can't help it, anyway, the experiment is over, and I should go back and teach Edith - the idea of 'zero tariff' is really good, but there are many loopholes." ”

"Oh......"

In response, Cervantes picked up his little maza, stuffed it into a storage bag, and asked Latinia with a sincere smile, "Your Majesty, Lady of Fortune, is there anything you need me to do?"