"There isn't? Heh... forget it. I shouldn't have expected anything from the tricks you wizards play in the first place." Marshal Orman Tagge was in a different position now, and he showed no courtesy whatsoever toward Dark Prophet Kadan.
"There isn't. I believe your company is very safe, Your Excellency Marshal." Company, marshal—Kadan's tone was dripping with sarcasm. "So all you need to do is send out your capable agents and have them root out the hidden worms within."
"So you were completely useless?" Orman Tagge said with a cold sneer. "Then I won't see you out."
With that, he simply abandoned Kadan and turned to leave. As he left, he deliberately kept the communication channel open, switched off the lights, and left the Dark Prophet standing in darkness.
Yet Kadan was not angered by this. Instead, he merely cut off the communication himself.
"Master... we clearly..." another member of the Dark Prophet frowned and said.
"The Galactic Empire's downfall is right before us. At a time like this, there's no need to offend the victors." Kadan waved a hand and said mildly, "Besides, if we truly made a move against the people who once appeared here, Mace Windu would not let me off."
He smiled, then left with his apprentice.
His apprentice asked again, "Then are we going to the Kingdom of Dawn?"
"The future of the Milky Way Galaxy is uncertain. Where our own future lies requires further thought... and meditation..." Kadan said blandly, looking up at the vast starry sky.
After Kadan left, Orman Tagge began seeking assistance from the Imperial Intelligence Bureau. Its director, Isanne Isard, was quite cooperative. She assigned Wullf Yularen, who had just been promoted to Deputy Director and was both experienced and steady in his work, to handle matters related to Tagge