Chapter 964: Choose
963: Choose
Count Dooku stood there for a long time. This time, the instructions given to him by Darth Sidious were unacceptable to him.
He knew the serious consequences of killing Tang Xiao in this situation, and it might immediately cause the Federation of Independent Systems to fall apart.
Sidious did not give him a solution to the problem, but instead asked him to make it worse.
At this time, Count Dooku suddenly felt something. With a wave of his hand, the door button was pressed. The secret room door opened, and a person stood at the door.
It’s Tang Xiao!
Count Dooku clenched his fist fiercely, suppressed the urge to chop Tang Xiao into two pieces now, and asked coldly: "Do you have anything to say? Your Majesty the Governor."
Tang Xiao, however, had no expression on his face. He flipped his hand and took out a black communicator and said, "I have contacted Mr. Death Angel just now. He... wants to talk to you."
< br>"The Angel of Death..." Count Dooku paused, raised his hand, and the communicator in Tang Xiao's hand flew into his hand. Then he glanced at Tang Xiao again, "Do you want to participate? This conversation.”
Tang Xiao smiled slightly, turned around and left, without any intention of staying.
Count Dooku returned to his secret conference room and connected the communication.
A figure also wearing a black cloak, with a gloomy aura, and even more of a death aura than Darth Sidious appeared in the holographic projection.
"Long time no see, Count Dooku. How have you been lately?" Darth Malthael's gloomy but somewhat joking words came through. It was obvious that he used the Force Mask, whether it was Neither tone nor face could be distinguished.
How could Count Dooku be in a good mood? He snorted coldly and said: "I have long said that the grudges between you, the previous generation of Sith Lords, should not affect me! Let alone the Confederation of Independent Systems!"
Darth Malthael looked a little surprised, "What are you talking about, Count Dooku, I am saving you, don't you know?"
"I don't feel that way at all! I just discovered your secret methods! Do you think you can shake my position by winning over people like Thorn Hill?" Count Dooku said sternly.
"Oh, hehehe... Count Dooku." Darth Malthael mocked, "I did this because I was worried that after you foolishly lost your life, you would ruin your relationship with Separation. It’s just more than ten years of hard work since the beginning of the Confederation of Independent Systems.”
“This is impossible!” Count Dooku said.
Darth Malthael sighed, "Do you really think I don't know anything? You're wrong. I know everything about your and Darth Sidious's plans. So I have been I am reminding you to win, to win, otherwise, you will leave your life to the control of others, but what about you? ”
"What do you know?" Count Dooku began to have some bad premonitions.
"Sheev Palpatine is my master, promoted by Darth Plagueis. Naturally, I know everything about him. Likewise, your plan to subvert the Galactic Republic, I I am also involved, naturally, and I know everything," Darth Malthael said, "But do you know? Darth Plagueis's plan and Darth Sidious's plan. There is a big gap.”
Count Dooku’s face was gloomy. "Plagues's plan is more modest. He wants to slowly shake the foundations of the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order, and then gradually replace them. In this plan, his role is that of co-speaker and then head of state. But Sidious’s plan is more radical, and what he wants...is the emperor," Darth Malthael said.
He looked at Count Dooku's expression and said, "As the sentence I asked Tang Xiao to bring you said, the Chosen Son Anakin - Skywalker's master, It can't be you, it can only be Darth Sidious himself. According to Darth Bane's rule of two, the Sith Lord has always had one master and one disciple. What kind of disciple could he be? What kind of master is better than Darth Sidious? In this plan, you... are redundant."
The corners of Darth Malthael's mouth turned up slightly, "Look, as a disciple, you are too old and your reputation is too high. As a master, you are too weak. Your understanding of the dark side is not even as good as Sidi's. One-tenth of Erth. How do you qualify as a Sith Lord?"
"Such confusing words make no sense." Count Dooku calmed down, "It's straightforward. Tell me your purpose."
"The biggest difference between me and Darth Sidious is...for me, it is best for you to be alive." S-Mathail said, "Because in the entire galaxy, only the Confederation of Independent Systems can compete with the Galactic Republic."
"This is exactly what we are doing now." Count Dooku said .
Darth Malthael shook his head, "No, the difference is too big. According to your and Darth Sidious's plan, at the end of the war, the Trade Federation and the Interstellar Bank The industry association will suddenly withdraw from the war and even shut down all the robots. In this way, this seemingly protracted war will end in a short time..."
"Then, Newt Gunray, Thorn Hill and others will be assassinated, and then taking this opportunity, their super companies will be divided, acquired, and swallowed up by the existing super companies in the Republic, and finally... become A larger industrial oligarch. With the support of these industrial oligarchs, Darth Sidious will establish a powerful galactic republic," Darth Malthael said, "Presumably, this is what he said. You said so."
"It seems that you do know a lot."
"In this plan, the Federation of Independent Systems is the sword that was temporarily polished. After getting a few wounds on its body, it has completed its historical mission and can be thrown away. Therefore, it doesn't matter what happens to the Federation of Independent Systems," Darth Malthael continued. Si will let you kill Mina Bonteri, even kill Tang Xiao, and then create a terrorist attack on Coruscant. Why?"
He smiled coldly, "Because it will continue the war. The simplest and crudest way, and you don't have to worry about the serious political consequences of doing so - the Confederacy will only live for a year or two anyway, right? But have you ever thought about it, after the Confederation of Independent Systems is destroyed... you What?”
Count Dooku’s expression began to turn serious.
"If the Confederacy is still there, you will still have value. If the Confederacy is gone...you will be nothing. Then, even if I kill you, so what? I can even put all the blame on you, anyway... ...You are dead." Every word Darth Malthael pierced deeply into Count Dooku's heart.
"What do you want? Do you want me to deal with Darth Sidious for you?" Count Dooku finally asked this sentence.
In Darth Malthael's view, this sentence represented that there was finally a gap in Count Dooku's defense line.
He smiled slightly and raised two fingers, "As always, what I do is give the other party the right to choose. So...make a choice?"
" What choice? ”
Darth Malthael showed a bright smile, and truly showed it to Count Dooku through the Force mask, "A win-win choice...to make the Confederacy of Independent Systems a long-term, powerful All your political ideals can actually be realized through the Confederation of Independent Systems, and I will do my best to deal with Darth Sidious..."
He waved his hand, " In the end, you gained a powerful Confederacy, and I gained the body of Darth Sidious, the best of both worlds, right?”
(End of Chapter)