Although it is said that it is to 'abolish slavery', the maid will not do it until the letter from the elf king actually arrives.

If she does it now, she might be left behind, but if it's after a 'trade agreement' with the elves, then she'll have enough reason to explain everything they're going to do.

The maid heard the dragon's roar over Wende City again, she estimated that Cervantes had returned, after all, it had been almost ten days, and if the two silver dragons were not able to control the power contained in their own blood, they would not be worthy of being called 'dragons'.

Dragons are higher creatures, and they can control their bodies more delicately than most humans, and they are often able to control a certain part of their muscles alone, making them instantly tense, plus the scales on their bodies, which is why dragons' defenses are so strong.

If the dragon falls into a coma, then their defense is only hard scales and tough muscles, of course, it is not ruled out that before sleeping, the dragon will set some protective spells and vigilance spells on itself.

These are the results of the maid's research, and although the dragon's defenses are not vulnerable after entering a comatose state, the dragon is easier to kill than in a conscious state.

Therefore, in some legends, it is feasible for dragon slaying heroes to use spirits to slay dragons, but in reality, it is very difficult for dragons to get drunk if they only drink spirits made by humans or dwarves, unless a special herb is added to the brewing of wine, and the liquor can make the dragon drunk - this is what Cervantes told her.

Later, it turned out that the dragon did not have any resistance to the wine that was put in that herb, not only did it have no resistance, but when it was asleep, the dragon's muscles were completely relaxed, and as long as it could break through the scales on the surface of the body, it was easy to kill a dragon.

These dangerous thoughts flashed through the maid's mind, and she didn't care much about them now, after all, her curiosity had been fully satisfied in the first place.

Now she's writing some programs into the core of the Lost Lock, the former incarnation of the Goddess of Fortune, and now the 'Faith Server'.

Previously, Latinia could only rely on 'imagination' to add some 'programs', in fact, those 'programs' were very rough and had nothing to do with the code, after all, they were all other worlds, and the world of Assatom didn't have such a thing as 'programming languages'.

If she really asked the maid to write a program in a programming language, she really couldn't think of how to modify the incarnation of a god, the lingua franca of the world of Assatom has thirty-two letters!

However, if you think of this avatar as a 'tower spirit', then it will be much easier to modify.

Now this 'server' has become the 'core' of Wende City's mystery, completely integrated with Wende City, and even Latinia can't control this 'core' at will.

In Winder City, there are only two people who have the authority to control the 'core' - yes, only the maid and the goddess of wealth, and the black dragon may 'play' with this core out of curiosity, although he must know the importance of this core, but he will definitely not be able to suppress his curiosity and playfulness.

Since he already knew what the black dragon might do to this core from the beginning, it was better not to give him 'modification permission' in the first place, and giving him a permission to use it would already be considered a lot of face for him.

Since all the work that needs to be done has been done, the maid has time to improve this 'server'.

Latinia is sitting next to her now, and there will be some tests to be done later, and now she can open the 'core page', as for the 'faith network' page, she can't open it, because she doesn't believe in any gods at all, including the goddess of wealth around her.

"Okay......"

The maid took off the goggles from her face, hung them around her neck, rubbed her dry eyes, and looked at them for a few moments before banishing the images of data and information from her mind.

After a busy morning, I was able to fix those crude applications, and if the 'Faith Network' were running now, those programs wouldn't be as chaotic as they used to be.

Latinia sat obediently on the side, her eyes blinking and full of anticipation.

Glancing at her, the maid said, "You can give it a try first, and if you can, import the template directly and update the bank's operating system." ”

As soon as the maid's words fell, Latinia couldn't wait to open the 'faith network', and a golden curtain of light appeared in front of her eyes in the blink of an eye.

She looked at the few icons on the screen a little dumbly, then glanced at the text logo under the icons, lightly clicked on 'Users', and then the page jumped, and what appeared in front of her was a full page of 'User Profile', of course, only names.

She glanced at the top left corner, where there was a 'search bar', and on the left side of the page, the thirty-two letters of the lingua franca, which was supposed to be what Serra called the first letter classification.

'New Profile' was in the bottom right corner, and she clicked on it, and a table appeared in front of her, which gave Latinia a strange feeling of absurdity and curiosity.

"Wow-"

After a cheer, Latinia pounced, hugged the maid fiercely, and rubbed her face, "Sela, you are amazing!"

The maid looked at the door of the room with a flat face, and was pushed open—

Cervantes, humming a ditty, walked in, Cervantes looked surprised, Cervantes frowned and fell into thought, Cervantes frowned and left the room and closed the door, Cervantes frowned and opened the door, Cervantes fell into deep thought......

Latinia took one look, thought for a moment, smiled on her face, rubbed again, and repeated excitedly: "Sela, you are amazing!"

Cervantes fell into deep thought......

The maid calmly pushed Latinia away and straightened her clothes, "Seth closes the door, and then come here." ”

Cervantes blinked, thought for a moment, and then gave up thinking, "Oh!"

"Shh......h

Seeing the black dragon sitting beside him, the maid and Latinia moved to the side in disgust, after all, Cervantes hadn't bathed for nearly ten days......

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the black dragon's face full of smiles, the maid couldn't help but think of Samoyed, although she was very good-looking, but she looked stupid.

"Wende City can't live without me for the time being, so there's something you need to do. ”

Hearing the maid say this, Cervantes blinked, "What's the matter?"

"The underground market in Wende City is in our hands, but the other black markets in the Sorrowful Wind Territory are not, and some of the black markets are even funded by the nobility......

Before the maid could finish speaking, Cervantes excitedly said, "You want me to rob ...... Kick in the door, right? I'm good at that!"

It seems that after nearly two years of lordship, Seth has also learned what it means to be flexible. ’

The maid was a little relieved, so she continued: "Yes, we recently received news that an elf slave appeared in a black market in the Grim Wind Territory, and the old duke died of illness, and some people thought that I would turn a blind eye, so you should not only 'kick the door' this time, but also snatch the black market by the way." Of course, all you have to do is kick in the door, and I'll have people follow you—whether it's a black market door or a vault door!"

Cervantes' dragon body shook.

"Oh, that's right!" the maid reminded, "The reason why the black market is a black market is not only because they trade contraband, but also because the merchants in the black market are 'not taxed', and they will only pay protection money to the forces that form the black market and maintain the order of the black market, so they ......"

Cervantes took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Serra, I want to go now—in order to protect the legitimate interests of the common people from being infringed upon, and to uphold the laws and regulations of the Sorrowful Wind Territory, I will fight to the end against those hateful, predatory exploiting classes, and those black market merchants who evade taxes!"