Palpatine had an inexplicable smile on his lips and said lightly: "Valorum is not smart enough, that's true... But according to the rumors I heard, Finis Valorum has changed his mind now...
He wants to make a deal with those business giants. And the content of the deal is to release the armed restrictions on those giants..."
"Then what? This will allow the Trade Federation to have warships overnight? Even if those slow merchant ships are equipped with cannons, they are still a bunch of targets in front of my N-1 starfighter!" Als-Veruna said
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"Although I believe this, is it not good to continue to stimulate the Trade Federation like this... You know, Hego Damask II who supports them is not an easy person to mess with." Palpatine replied.
It felt really bad to be poured cold water on my excitement. Als-Veruna waved his hand impatiently, "You worry too much! Senator Palpatine! Every time I talk about this content, you object, object, object."
! Are the Trade Federation and Black Go so invincible in your eyes? Be confident! We must do something and face the difficulties! Then I can continue to lead the planet of Naboo forward, and let the N-1 starfighter destroy the entire planet like this
The people of the planet are proud to have more projects!"
Palpatine looked at Veruna's performance with a sideshow expression, and there was even a trace of pity in his eyes. Of course, he opposed Veruna every time to resist the Trade Federation and Black Go, but he understood Veruna better.
This person is so ambitious and far-sighted.
The more he opposes and emphasizes the power of the Trade Alliance, the more resentment he will arouse in Veruna's heart, secretly pushing him towards the opposite direction of the Trade Alliance and Heige.
In this way, even if Veruna accidentally leaks something or someone uses other means to find out his inner thoughts, there will never be any suspicion on him - because after all, he has been objecting, right?
As for the N-1 starfighter? Doesn’t the idiot in front of him know that this project has brought the fragile finances of the planet Naboo to the brink of bankruptcy? Palpatine looked at it coldly. The N-1 starfighter will not bring any change, Naboo
The planet will become a victim of that grand plan, ringing the final death knell for the Galactic Republic!
But it’s almost done. We’ve seen enough theater. Some actors...it’s time to call their curtains...
"Then... let's see what happens next. Don't worry, His Majesty the King, I am always on your side." Palpatine said lightly, "By the way, Hego Damask
II appeared on the planet Murinster yesterday, and he will soon accompany Newt Gunray of the Trade Federation to the planet Coruscant to discuss an agreement with Valoran. We need to continue to pay attention to this matter...
…”
Palpatine said it very naturally, but in Als-Veruna, it sounded like a slap in the face!
He only felt a bucket of cold water pouring down from head to toe. His whole body was cold and stiff, and he couldn't even move his toes. As for Palpatine, he started to analyze Fenis Valorum's new policy as well as the Trade Federation and interstellar banking industry.
He didn't hear a word about the alliance between associations.
What's going on? Heige...he's on the planet Murinster? Then...where's the nuclear bomb? Where's the planet Sochoron?
As if he still thought that the sword was not severe enough, Palpatine added calmly, "Yesterday, the Republic's border post detected an abnormal energy burst, and the Republic's judicial fleet is sending people to investigate. But this is a small matter.
The Judiciary Fleet is about to be dispatched. I guess they have made it clear that they do not support Finis Valorum... Hmm? Your Majesty Veruna? Your Majesty Veruna?"
Ars-Veruna had slumped down on the stool on the balcony, staring blankly at the sky without saying a word.
Palpatine smiled slightly, "You can enjoy the glory brought to you by the N-1 starfighter first. I have some small things that I need to leave for a while. Princess Amidala, Padmé Nabeli, is going to hold an event in the afternoon.
A rally to raise funds for refugee relief activities, and I have promised to stand up for her before. I heard that Claire Underwood from the Outer Rim Galaxy Mutual Aid Fund will also be there... I will not accompany you."
…
A week later, Tang Xiao finished his studies, bid farewell to Darth Plagueis and returned to the Endor system.
After boarding the hangar of the Glory mothership, he was accompanied by his entourage back to his office, where he stretched greatly.
It's really been a long time since he had rested. Ever since he last visited Darth Plagueis, formally accepted him as his disciple, accepted the Book of Sith, and built his own lightsaber, he seemed to be restless all the time.
Never stopped.
The Battle of Malastar Fjord followed, then the Endor System's battle to annihilate Kash-Garulan, and then a series of plans for the Black Sun were launched non-stop.
After that, he went to Darth Plagueis for the second time and got his own Sith name - Darth Malthael, and then learned his research from Plagueis.
Two or three months have passed in a flash, and now everything has been arranged in all directions, and I can finally take a break.
Tang Xiao leaned on the sofa in his office and fell asleep unknowingly.
A cold and silky hand reached out and gently massaged his temples, then skillfully scratched his eye sockets, and then pressed his cheeks and bridge of nose.
Tang Xiao knew who it was, but he just remained motionless, enjoying the beauty's gentle service.
Alia Isabel gently massaged Tang Xiao to help him get rid of the fatigue in his body. As she moved, she hummed an unknown song.
Very simple, very simple, but very pleasant to listen to. With her silver bell-like voice, Tang Xiao quickly became immersed in it, as if walking on a country road, the surrounding wheat fields were filled with golden waves in the wind, and the fragrance of earth came to his nostrils.
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I really miss this feeling...
Tang Xiao opened his eyes, looked at the time, and found that he had slept for 3 hours. According to Galaxy Standard Time, it was already 7 pm, which was close to evening.
A faint fragrance drifted into his nostrils. Tang Xiao lowered his head and saw Aria Isabel lying on his knees, already asleep.
The faint dark circles on her face showed that she had not slept well in the past few days since Tang Xiao left.
Indeed, in such a completely strange planet, with no relatives and the only person she knew was not here, she could only live every day cautiously, walking on thin ice.
As for the previous battle to annihilate Kashi-Garulan, she should have witnessed that tragic killing in her bedroom. One can imagine how terrified she was...
And now, Tang Xiao is back, the only person she can rely on is back.
