1103. Hermit

Darth Marthael looked coldly at the two people standing in front of him, looked at the middle-aged man with a big beard, and said, "I said, you will definitely come back, Obi-Wan Keno Compare."

Obi-Wan Kenobi just bowed slightly to show his respect, but still bowed his head and said nothing, with his hands under his cuffs, and his face was expressionless.

Darth Marthael ignored him, and turned to look at the fair-skinned Zabrak woman standing asidethe fallen Jedi Knight, Maris Bruder.

"You are Shaq Ti's apprentice?" he asked coldly, the incomparably powerful dark side force spread unscrupulously. It seems like an endless dark vortex!

Maris-Bruder was already trembling with cold sweat, and when she heard the question, she fell to her knees. In front of Darth-Marthael's terrifying dark side, she even had the slightest thought of resisting. No, "Yes... Yes, my former master is Shake Ti. I have understood... I understand the power of the dark side, and I am willing to embrace the darkness... Please, please teach me the essence of darkness..."

"Hahahaha!" Darth Marthael laughed, "The essence of darkness? You deserve it too?"

"I don't dare... I don't dare..."

"My apprentice, Darth Lilim, is preparing to go to the Eliadu Galaxy. You can follow her and be a servant. That's it, get out." Darth Marthael said coldly.

"My lord... my lord, but... they said..." Maris-Bruder wanted to say something, but as soon as the word 'them' was uttered, she immediately found that her throat was caught by an invisible force, and she said it directly. stand up!

She was directly volleyed by the powerful force in front of Darth Marthael, and the pain of lack of oxygen made her struggle violently.

"I only need to see your poor, shallow power, and you won't have any more secrets. Then, remember, a talkative servant never lives long." Darth Marthael grimly said.

Maris-Bruder closed her mouth and nodded desperately.

Pfft, Darth Marthael raised his hand and threw Maris out. While she was still rolling in midair, the door switch was pressed in the air, and she was thrown out of the door directly.

Darth Marthael then looked at Obi-Wan Kenobi and said slowly: "You can't be sure if Palpatine is the Lord of the Sith, and you don't dare to test him. But neither are you. An idiot with no IQ can also judge that whether it is this war or the political situation of the Galactic Republic, it is completely out of control, so you are here."

"You're right, Death Angel." Obi-Wan Kenobi said lightly, "So, I'm here to find the answer."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Darth Malthael's mouth, "Oh~~~ the answer. Jedi Knight, ask the Lord of the Sith for the answer?"

"I want to know where the future of the galaxy will go." Obi-Wan Kenobi asked with his head down.

"Hahahahaha!" Darth Marthael burst out laughing again, "The future of the galaxy? No! That's not what you want to ask... Are you still clinging to that last bit of self-esteem and face? Hahahaha !"

His smile suddenly faded, 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 ask you for advice... Where will the future of the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order go?"

"In everyone's hands, but not in the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order." Darth Marthael 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. One gang. Under the Sith's two-person system, there may be a Sith Lord who can tolerate multiple apprentices, but there is no way that a Sith Lord can tolerate multiple masters."

"Looks like, in order to send you out, Master Yoda told you a lot about the Sith hoards kept in the Jedi Archives." Darth Marthael sneered, "He's not afraid of you seeing this. Thing, fall into the dark side?"

Obi-Wan Kenobi did not respond to Darth Malthael's sarcasm, and continued: "In order to fight Darth Sidious, you should also have a lot of preparations, and we are willing to provide assistance within our ability to eliminate Darth Sidious."

"So, what if Palpatine wasn't Darth Sidious?" Darth Marthael asked rhetorically.

"Compared to the other possible devastating consequences, this will be a blessing - even if it accidentally hurts the Speaker of the Republic." Obi-Wan-Kenobi said.

"Hahahaha! You Jedi Order, it's really interesting! Hahahaha!" Darth Marthael laughed, "Don't you ever think that you are so deeply involved in politics, the Jedi Order, Or the Absolute Warriors?"

"Everything is for the survival of the Galactic Republic." Obi-Wan Kenobi said.

Darth Marthael waved his hand and turned around, "You want the answer, yes. But it's not free, you have to do things for me."

"This is an expected condition."

Darth Marthael came to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a mask, and threw it away, "Put it on, then throw away your name and your past, and serve me wholeheartedly. Then, I will Gradually showing you everything... the future of the Galactic Republic, the future of the Jedi Order...and the future of the Confederation of Independent Systems."

Obi-Wan Kenobi took over the mask and found that it was a pure gray mask, the material was a bit warm, it seemed to be some kind of bone, and 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 one small condition... I will not draw swords against other Jedi knights."

"Yes." Darth Marthael agreed directly.

Obi-Wan Kenobi no longer hesitated and put on the mask directly.

Darth Marthael said indifferently: "From today onwards, your name is... The Hermit."

"Yes..." Obi-Wan Kenobi, wearing the mask of the gray bearded old man, bowed deeply.

"Abandon all vanity, all power, all wealth, and focus on exploring the essence of things. You constantly reflect and explore, seek truth, and illuminate others." Das-Mazael said, "But you self-exile and choose loneliness. One person. It means running away, hiding, retreating, but your choice is not out of fear, but to listen.

At that moment, Obi-Wan Kenobi seemed to feel a little shaken in his heart, his fists were tightly clenched, but then slowly released, he bowed again and said: "From now on, there will be no Jedi Master Obi Biwan-Kenobi, only... hermits."

The voice changer on the mask made his voice old and steady.

Darth Marthael gave him a deep look, and suddenly laughed again, "I don't believe you, Hermit."

"I'm willing to do anything to win your trust." The Hermit bowed his head and said.

"It's just a trivial matter. It's enough to defeat one person in a lightsaber duel," Darth Marthael said.

"I...wouldn't draw a sword against the Jedi Knight." The Hermit said again.

"No, she's no longer a Jedi. She's just a dark believer who has fallen into the dark side." The smile on Darth Marthael's face became a little weird.

"Then, I am willing to win this lightsaber duel for you," said the hermit.

"Follow me." Darth Marthael walked outside, and the Hermit followed.

They came all the way to the training ground. There were already some people waiting to watch the excitement. Obviously, Darth Marthael did not intend to carry out this duel in secret.

And in the center of the training ground, there was a man in a black suit with his back facing here.

With a slender figure and blond hair, just looking at the back, she is definitely a beautiful woman.

As soon as he saw this person, although his expression was hidden under the mask, the hermit's body still trembled fiercely.

"Let me introduce, this is the former Jedi Knight who fell into the dark side - Ciri Taki." Darth Marthael introduced, "Oh, I think, you should have known her from the beginning?"

The hermit walked over slowly, and he said in a trembling voice, "I thought... you were already dead..."

Ciri-Taki turned around, her expression a little confused, "I...dead. I'm alive again."

"You!!" The green lightsaber in the Hermit's hand was unsheathed instantly, and he turned around suddenly and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Darth Marthael!

The smile on Darth Marthael's face was cruel, "I will always give the choice to yourselves. Yes, this is exactly what I want you to choose... Kill me, or kill her."

He spread out his hands and did not take out his lightsaber, but the terrifying dark side force was still condensed in his hands, and even everything around him was shaking.

"You! You're playing that trick again! You're despising life! You're playing with death!" The Hermit roared.

"That's right, that's right! Hahahaha! I'm in control of death! I'm the Angel of Death! The Angel of Death! Hahahahaha!" Darth Marthael laughed horribly, "Come on, wave at me. Sword! Kill me! Hahahaha!"

"You!" The hermit raised his lightsaber, and pointed his other hand into a sword and pointed forward. It was the start of the third sword technique, Soresu.

But then, the lightsaber in his hand sank, and he lowered his head. He slowly turned around again, looked at Ciri Taqi who was still blank, and asked, "Taqi, what happened?"

Ciri Taki shook her head, "Forgot...what happened? I...forgot...my name is Taki?"

The Hermit's body trembled again, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Do you know a man named Obi-Wan Kenobi?"

The expression on Shiri-Taki's face suddenly became warmer, making her originally pale and rigid face a little more rosy, "Although I forgot a lot of things, he is my best... mate... No, I don't want to be just a partner, I don't want toI

She still had a warm smile on her face, but tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"O... I passed a battlefield, and on the battlefield, I saw a badly wounded Jedi..." The Hermit said in a trembling voice, "He said, his name is Obi-Wan Kenobi... He asked me to find a man named Obi-Wan Kenobi... Ciri Taki's woman, let me tell her, forget him! Forget Obi-Wan Kenobi...because, he's dead..."

"Did you find it?" Ciri-Taki asked.

"I asked him, I don't even know this Ciri Taki, how can I find her?" The Hermit said, "Obi-Wan Kenobi told me... when you see a beautiful woman, the sun shines like the sun She's so beautiful, so bright, so smart...you can recognize her at a glance..."

"Ciri Taki, kill the old man in front of you." Darth Marthael's cold and gloomy voice came, he didn't intend to let the poor pair go.

"Yes!" Ciri Taki didn't hesitate, and the moment Darth Marthael's voice fell, he pulled out the blood-red lightsaber and slashed at the Hermit!

hum! The green lightsaber directly blocked the blood red lightsaber!

The force of the two collided violently through the lightsaber!

Swish! The Hermit shoved away Ciri-Taqi with the force of the force, and swept away with a sword, but was dodged by Taqi.

He raised his lightsaber again, pointed the other hand forward, and once again assumed the third sword method Soresu's starting hand~www.mtlnovel.com~ said heavily: "That's right...this beautiful woman , I found her..."

21BBY, September 6th, on the planet Coruscant, the capital of the Galactic Republic, the Parliament Building.

A heated quarrel is underway, and the most powerful lawmakers in the galaxy are debating whether to invest in an additional investment to restore the clone factory on Kamino.

The members of the main war faction clearly support this motion. They believe that only by resuming the production of clone troopers can the victory of the war be ensured. As for the funds, there is no other way but to let the major planets continue to tighten their belts and take out their last savings.

Leaders of the Lord and Faction, led by Bell Organa and Padm Amidala, vehemently opposed the bill, saying it would further collapse the Republic's finances, and that it would not only suffer by then The governments of those planets are also countless people!

The quarrel between the two sides was very intense, and the support they received was very similar. Neither party could obtain a majority of the votes, so Speaker Schiff Palpatine announced the adjournment.

However, during the recess, a terrible thing happened!

One of the main members of the Lord and faction, Onakonda Farr, the representative of the Rodia planet, was assassinated!

Many people think that this is the conspiracy of the main-war legislators, and all kinds of conspiracy theories have been clamoring for a while, which has made the main-war legislator's voice much weaker.