1103. Hermit
Darth Malthael looked at the two people standing in front of him coldly, looked at the middle-aged man with a big beard, and said: "I said, you will definitely come back, Obi-Wan Kenno." Compare."
Obi-Wan Kenobi only bowed slightly to express his greetings, but still lowered his head and said nothing, with his hands in his sleeves and no expression on his face.
Darth Malthael ignored him and turned to look at the fair-skinned Zabrak woman standing aside - the fallen Jedi Knight, Maris Bruder.
"Are you Shaak Ti's apprentice?" he asked coldly. The extremely powerful dark side force expanded unbridled. At this moment, the two people in front of him were serious, and Darth Malthael was behind him. It's like an endless whirlpool of darkness!
Maris Bruder was already covered in cold sweat and trembling all over. She fell to her knees as soon as she heard the question. She didn't even have the slightest thought to resist in front of Darth Malthael's terrifying dark side force. None, "Yes... yes, my former master was Shakti. I have understood... I understand the power of the dark side, and I am willing to embrace the darkness... Please, please teach me the nature of darkness." …”
"Hahahahaha!!" Darth Malthael laughed, "The essence of darkness? Are you worthy of it?"
"I don't dare...don't dare..."
"My apprentice, Darth Lilim, is preparing to go to the Eriadu system. You go and follow her and become a servant. That's it, get out." Darth Malthael said coldly.
"My lord...my lord, but...they said..." Maris Bruder wanted to say something, but as soon as she said the word 'them', she immediately found that her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible force, and then Lift it up directly!
She was lifted directly in front of Darth Malthael by the powerful force. The pain of lack of oxygen caused her to struggle violently.
"I only need to take a look at your pitiful, shallow power, and you will no longer have any secrets. Then, remember, a talkative servant never lives long." Darth Malthael was gloomy. said.
Maris Bruder closed her mouth and nodded desperately.
With a bang, Darth Malthael raised his hand and threw Maris out. While she was still rolling in the air, the switch of the door was pressed in the air, and then she was thrown out of the door.
Darth Malthael then looked at Obi-Wan Kenobi and said slowly: "You are not sure whether Palpatine is a Sith Lord, and you dare not test him. But you are not either. An idiot with no IQ can also judge that both this war and the political situation of the Galactic Republic are completely out of control, so you are here."
"You are right, Death Angel." Obi-Wan Kenobi said calmly, "So, I'm here to seek the answer."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Darth Malthael's mouth, "Oh~~The answer. Jedi Knight, seek the answer from the Sith Lord?"
"I want to know where the future of the galaxy will go." Obi-Wan Kenobi lowered his head and asked.
"Hahahahahaha!!" Darth Malthael laughed loudly again, "The future of the galaxy? No! That's not what you want to ask... Are you still clinging to your last bit of self-respect and face until now? Haha Ha ha ha ha!!"
His smile suddenly became serious, and he said coldly: "Before I kick you out, ask what you really want to ask!"
Obi-Wan Kenobi took a deep breath and asked again: "I'm asking for your advice... Where will the future of the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order go?"
"It is in the hands of everyone except the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order." Darth Malthael said meaningfully.
"If Darth Sidious is Palpatine, I can't think of any possibility of a comeback." Obi-Wan Kenobi said, "But you are not Darth Sidious. A group. Under the Sith's rule of two, there may be a Sith Lord who can tolerate multiple apprentices, but there is absolutely no Sith Lord who can tolerate multiple masters."
"It seems that in order to send you out, Master Yoda told you a lot of secrets about the Sith that are sealed in the Jedi Archives." Darth Malthael sneered, "He is not afraid that you will read these. Did the thing fall to the dark side?"
Obi-Wan Kenobi did not respond to Darth Malthael's taunt, and continued: "In order to fight against Darth Sidious, you should also have many preparations. We are willing to provide help within our ability to eliminate Darth Sidious."
"So, what if Palpatine is not Darth Sidious?" Darth Malthael asked.
"Compared to the devastating consequences that could have been caused by another possibility, this would be a blessing - even if it accidentally injures the Speaker of the Republic." Obi-Wan Kenobi said.
"Hahahahahaha! You Jedi Order are so interesting! Hahahahaha!" Darth Malthael laughed, "Haven't you ever thought about how deeply involved in politics, the Jedi Order, Is it still the Jedi Knights?"
"Everything, for the survival of the Galactic Republic." Obi-Wan Kenobi said.
Darth Malthael waved his hand and turned around, "If you want an answer, you can. But it's not free. You have to do things for me."
"This is an expected condition."
Darth Malthael came to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a mask and threw it over, "Put it on, then abandon your name and past, and serve me wholeheartedly. Then, I will Gradually everything is revealed to you...the future of the Galactic Republic, the future of the Jedi Order...and, the future of the Confederacy of Independent Systems."
Obi-Wan Kenobi took the mask and found that it was a pure gray mask. The material was somewhat warm and seemed to be made of some kind of bone. It looked very old.
The mask looks like a bearded old man with an expressionless face.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said: "I am willing to serve you and fulfill all your wishes. But I only have a small condition... I will not draw my sword against other Jedi Knights."
"Okay." Darth Malthael agreed directly.
Obi-Wan Kenobi no longer hesitated and put on the mask directly.
Darth Malthael said calmly: "From today on, your name is...the Hermit."
"Yes..." Obi-Wan Kenobi, wearing a gray bearded old man's mask, bowed deeply.
"Abandon all vanity, all power, all wealth, and focus on exploring the essence of things. You constantly reflect and explore, seek true knowledge, and illuminate others." Darth Malthael said, "But you exiled yourself and chose loneliness Alone. It means escape, seclusion, retreat, but your choice is not out of fear, but to listen."
At that moment, Obi-Wan Kenobi seemed to be shaken in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, but then slowly released them. He bowed again and said: "From now on, there will be no more Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi." Bewan-Kenobi, only...the Hermit."
The voice changer on the mask made his voice older and calmer.
Darth Malthael looked at him deeply and suddenly laughed again, "I don't believe you, Hermit."
"I will do anything to earn your trust," the hermit said, bowing his head.
"It's just a small thing. Just defeat one person in a lightsaber duel." Darth Malthael said.
"I...will not draw my sword against a Jedi." The Hermit said again.
"No, she is no longer a Jedi. She is just a dark believer who fell to the dark side." The smile on Darth Malthael's face became a little weird.
"Then I will win this lightsaber duel for you," the Hermit said.
"Follow me." Darth Malthael walked outside, and the hermit followed.
They came all the way to the training ground, where there were already some people waiting to watch the excitement. Obviously, Darth Malthael did not intend to conduct this duel in secret.
And in the middle of the training ground, stood a man in black clothing with his back to here.
She has a slim figure and blond hair. Just looking at her back, she is definitely a beautiful woman.
When he saw this person, although his expression was hidden under the mask, the hermit's body still trembled violently.
"Let me introduce you, this is the former Jedi Knight who fell to the dark side - Shiri Taki." Darth Malthael introduced, "Oh, I think you should have known her before?"
The hermit walked over slowly and said in a trembling voice: "I thought... you were dead..."
Shiri-Taqi turned around, her expression a little confused, "I... died. I'm alive again."
"You!!!" The green lightsaber in the hermit's hand instantly unsheathed, and he turned around and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Darth Malthael!
The smile on Darth Malthael's face was cruel, "I will always leave the choice to you. Yes, this is exactly what I want you to choose...kill me, or kill her."
He spread his hands and did not take out the lightsaber, but the terrifying dark side force was still condensed in his hands, and everything around him was shaking.
"You! You are playing that trick again!! You are despising life! You are playing with death!!" The Hermit roared.
"Yes, yes! Hahahahaha! I control death! I am the Death Angel! The Death Angel!! Hahahahaha!!" Darth Malthael laughed ferociously, "Come on, yes I swing my sword! Kill me! Hahahaha!"
"You!" The hermit raised his lightsaber and pointed his finger forward with his other hand. It was the starting position of Solesu, the third sword technique.
But then, the lightsaber in his hand dropped and he lowered his head. Then he slowly turned around, looked at Shiri Taqi who was still confused, and asked: "Taqi, what happened?"
Shirley Taqi shook her head, "Forgot... what happened? I... forgot... was my name Taqi?"
The hermit's body trembled again, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Do you know a man named Obi-Wan Kenobi?"
The expression on Shirley Taqi's face suddenly became warm, adding a touch of rosiness to her originally pale and rigid face, "Although I have forgotten many things, he is my best... partner... No, I don’t want to be just a partner, don’t want...I..."
She still had a warm smile on her face, but tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.
"Oh... I passed a battlefield, and I saw a seriously injured Jedi on the battlefield..." the hermit said in a trembling voice, "He said his name was Obi-Wan Kenobi... and he asked me to go Looking for a woman named Shiri Taqi, let me tell her, forget him! Forget Obi-Wan Kenobi...because, he is already dead..."
"Did you find it?" Ciri-Taki asked.
"I asked him, I don't even know this Shire Taqi, how can I find her?" the hermit said, "Obi-Wan Kenobi told me... when you see a beautiful woman, she looks like the sun. Illuminating the surroundings, she is so beautiful, so cheerful, so smart... You can recognize her at a glance..."
"Ciri Taqi, kill this old man in front of you." Darth Malthael's cold and gloomy voice came, and he had no intention of letting these poor people go.
"Yes!" Ciri Taqi didn't hesitate at all. The moment Darth Malthael finished speaking, she had already pulled out her blood-red lightsaber and struck the hermit with a sword!
Buzz! ! The green lightsaber directly blocked the blood-red lightsaber!
The force powers of the two collided fiercely through the lightsabers!
Uh-huh! ! The Hermit used the force to push Ciri Taqi away, and swiped her sword, but Taqi dodged it.
He raised the lightsaber again, pointed the sword forward with the other hand, and once again assumed the starting position of Soresu, the third sword technique, and said in a heavy voice: "That's right... I found this beautiful woman. …”
…
21 BBY, September 6, the capital of the Galactic Republic, the planet Coruscant, the parliament building.
A fierce squabble is underway as the most powerful senators in the galaxy debate whether to invest more in repairing the clone factories on Kamino.
The war-fighting congressmen unequivocally supported this bill. They believed that only by resuming the production of clone soldiers could the victory of the war be ensured. As for funds, there is no other way but to let the major planets continue to tighten their belts and spend all their last savings.
The peace faction members, led by Bail Organa and Padmé Amidala, fiercely opposed this bill and said that this bill would further lead to the financial collapse of the Republic. By then, not only the people who would suffer would be The governments of those planets have countless people!
The quarrel between the two sides was very fierce, and the support they received was very similar. Neither side could obtain a majority of votes, so Speaker Sheev Palpatine adjourned the meeting.
However, during the recess, a terrible thing happened!
One of the main members of the Peace Faction, Onaconda-Fal, the parliamentarian representative of Rodia planet, was assassinated!
Many people believed that this was a conspiracy of the war-fighting congressmen. Various conspiracy theories suddenly became popular, which actually made the war-war congressmen's voice much weaker.
