881Planning Destiny

"Relationship?" Darth Marthael smiled lightly and said, "I am their mentor, friend, leader, that's all."

"That's all?" Quinlan Voss face was gloomy, "Do you know what this means!? It means that perhaps the most talented young apprentice in the Jedi Order has become a traitor!"

"I'm very upset by your words, you fool, what is called a traitor!" Luna Huan Xiaozui flipped the table and jumped up, but she was stopped by Darth Marthael raising his hand.

"Did the Dream Sisters fall into the dark side, or did they do something harmful to the Jedi Order? Why don't you tell me?" Darth Marthael asked rhetorically.

Now it was Quinlan Vos's turn to be speechless. He glanced at the Dream Sisters. Their original force was stable and peaceful, and was extremely pure. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't match the dark side. But they were so close to the dark side of the Sith Lord, so close that he was terrified!

He found that it seemed that the powerful strength of the sisters and LunHan's violent and perverse behavior made him always ignore the fact that they were always on the bright side.

They are in the light, but their actions are not bright. Can such a contradiction really exist in the Force?

Quinlan-Worth's expression gradually sank, "What kind of conspiracy do you have on the Dream Sisters?! What are you doing here in Harrenkar?!"

"You are not qualified to ask me to answer your questions, but I do have a place for you. Then, I will answer them one by one. First of all, I came to Harenkar for DepBilaba Master," said Darth Marthael.

"Master DepBilaba, has fallen into the dark side! Do you want her to join you?! If so, then I'd rather kill her!" Quinlan Vos's face turned hideous.

"The top five swordsmen of the Jedi Order - Master Yoda, Mace Windu, Sora Balk, Depa Biraba, and... Dooku." Das Massai Er said lightly, "To have such a person who can help me, of course I can't ask for it. However, although DepBilaba fell into the darkness, she did not betray the light. I came here just to save her life, by the way. It's just her chance to control her own destiny."

Quinlan-Worth said coldly, "You think too much of yourself, dead angel. You seem to want to control everything, but you will eventually find that you can't control anything."

"Second question." Darth Marthael ignored Quinlan Vos, but said to himself: "I don't have any conspiracy against the Dream Sisters, which is why we can maintain our current relationship. Basics. You should know the ancient prophecy that has been around for a long time..."

"The Chosen Son will bring balance to the Force." Quinlan Voss said in a deep voice.

"The balance of the Force will mean the demise of the Jedi Order and the demise of the Sith." Darth Marthael said slowly, "But light and darkness are eternal... Dream sisters, it's you The future of the Jedi Order."

"What do you want to express?" Quinlan Vos's face became more and more ugly.

"Depa Biraba sees this future, and she sees the relationship between the Dream Sisters and me. But it doesn't matter, after all, I know she knows it too." Das Marthael took another sip of black tea , "I want you to help them."

LunHuan pouted and said angrily, "Humph! This fool can't help anything!"

"On the contrary, there are many places where he can help you. Because in many cases, strength cannot solve all problems." Das-Masaier said, "Your former master DepBilaba is proving this. One point, right now."

"Humph!" Luna Huan was still very upset, she was already planning all kinds of plans to make fun of Quinlan Voss.

"Why should I listen to you!" Quinlan Voss was also very upset.

"Two things. First, there are two Sith Lords, me, and another. Contrary to what you think, Dooku, is not a Sith Lord, because the Way of the Sith does not recognize him. Darth Marthael sneered. "Another Sith Lord, in Coruscant."

Quinlan-Worth's face changed drastically, "What did you say?!"

"The second thing, Count Dooku knows that you are a spy for the Jedi Order, but he believes that the dark side can affect your mind and make you... become a double agent." Darth Marthael gently Spinning the teacup on the ground, "This is what I paid you, Quinlan Voss. I will continue to help you in the days to come."

He looked at Quinlan Vos who was thinking, and smiled lightly, "Very good, not asking 'why should I believe you' such stupid things, it shows that you are a smart person, know what to believe, what to believe, and what to believe. Suspect."

"Why isn't Count Dooku the Lord of the Sith?" Quinlan-Worth asked.

"Because his name is not recorded in the Book of Sith." Darth Marthael replied calmly.

"Who is the Sith Lord of Coruscant?"

"Now you are not qualified to know. Even if you know, you can't do anything, except let the destruction come early."

"what is your purpose?"

"I have to plan not only the darkness, but also the light. This will be my way of survival in balance."

"But on you~www.mtlnovel.com~ I only see an incomparably deep darkness!"

"It's far from enough... Anything you see may be fake before you really set foot on the peak." Darth Marthael looked at Quinlan Vos, who began to ponder again, and said coldly : "This is not something you are qualified to think about. Do the things in front of you. At least... the force will not deceive the weak at your level."

Quinlan Voss was shocked. He felt that his entire back was soaked in cold sweat, and his whole body was numb. Looking up, there was only an empty table in front of him, and the cup of black tea that had already cooled down.

The dead angel has long since disappeared.

The Dream sisters didn't know when they sat on the table by the window on the other side. Luna Meng was closing her eyes with headphones on, while Luna Huan was lying in front of the window looking at the scene outside the window with interest.

Although I only talked with the dead angel for a short time, Quinlan Voss already felt that his half-life knowledge had been subverted a lot.

Is this the real Sith Lord? That's beyond even Count Dooku's control...

And such a person, he came to Harenkar... What does this mean?

Quinlan Voss pondered for a long time, and then sent an encrypted message to Master Windu through a hidden transmitter - Angel of death, here.

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