929. Axiom and justice
Priestess began to walk around these little apprentices, giving different opinions and guidance based on each of their situations.
She walked all the way and saw only a looming figure behind a table. She shook her head, picked up the pointer and tapped it lightly in the air. There was a snap, followed by a scream, and the little girl Xiao Yan appeared. She covered her head and stared at Priestess fiercely.
"Wrong method, Xiao Yan." Priestess said lightly.
"What's wrong!? I've obviously already used Force Stealth!" Xiao Yan shouted.
"The reason why you can become invisible is not that you are using the Force, but that the Force is using you. The density of Chlamydiae in your body can be said to be the highest among all people here, which is why you can become invisible. But, can you explain why you can become invisible?" Priestess asked in return.
Xiao Yan shook his head blankly.
"Because you can't even take the first step to perceive the existence of the Force." Priestess's voice gradually became cold. "In the next seven days, you need to add an evening class for Force sense after the academic course."
Xiao Yan's little face suddenly turned bitter, "... Eh? I clearly made an appointment with Zhang Xucheng and the others to explore the depths of the temple tomorrow...Protoss engineer Kadar also agreed to lend us a machine Sentinel!"
"It's a pity that your expedition can only be postponed." Priestess said lightly. "Perhaps when Protoss's excavation work goes deeper, your subsequent expeditions will be more interesting. But now, you must add an evening class."
Zhang Xucheng, who was sitting on the side, raised his hand very loyally and said, "Teacher, can I also add an evening class?"
"Of course." Priestess said.
"Oh, great!" Zhang Xucheng winked at Xiao Yan, obviously having other plans.
Priestess looked at them, her expression covered by a gorgeous mask, but her tone was full of teasing, "But your evening classes are separate. Protoss Zerakas is somewhat interested in your talent. He thinks he can find common ground between Psionics and the Force in you. He will guide your unique power."
"Huh???" The plan was ruined. Zhang Xucheng felt as if his whole body collapsed. He lay on the table and groaned, "No... Zerakas is super strict... He speaks directly in our hearts. It's so scary..."
"Hahahaha!!" The other children laughed when they saw them coming out, and the original solemn atmosphere in the class suddenly lightened a lot.
Priestess Looking at this cheerful class, a long-lost look of relief appeared under the mask.
At that time, the war had just broken out, and she was still the same Jedi Master, Depa-Barris... She had been worried about the war, the people, and the entire galaxy... Countless burdens wiped the smile off her face. Fortunately, Dream Sisters, two apprentices with amazing talents, gave her life some color.
Later, in Haruun Kal, she saw that Dream Sisters's talents had finally been successfully realized into their powerful strength, which also allowed her to see the future of the galaxy, a bright future. After that, even if she fallen to the Dark Side herself, her heart was calm.
And now, after she accepted Dark Side and completely let go of everything, she rediscovered her original feeling with the apprentices of Twilight Covenant...
Before the war broke out, I spent my time teaching Jedi apprentice carefully at Jedi Temple.
However, at this moment, a communication message interrupted her thoughts. She looked at the message, took a deep breath, and said to the apprentices, "That's it for today's class. Let's go to the cultural class first. Everyone, go to the classroom according to your own class. Okay, get out of class is over."
After saying that, she hurriedly left the classroom, came to the conference room, and connected the communication.
The holographic projection of Das-Malthael appeared here, gloomy, terrifying, and full of the aura of death. He said coldly, "I will give you a task - to publicly execute the governor of Tibrin, Sulibran-tu."
Priestess's tone was unkind, "I remember we had an agreement. I will not swing my sword against Galactic Republic."
"Don't refuse in a hurry, Priestess. Although you won't swing your sword against Galactic Republic, I think you will be willing to swing your sword for the people, right?" Das-Malthael said, passing a document over.
When Priestess lowered his head to check, Das-Malthael continued, "If you refuse this task, I will be very disappointed, Priestess... I will be really disappointed. Hahahaha..."
He sneered and closed the communication.
Priestess looked at this document. Her expression under the mask became more and more serious, and finally even revealed anger!
Such a perverse act, Tyrant, whose hands are stained with the blood of civilians, actually maintains his rule with the support of Galactic Republic?!
Where does Galactic Republic stand? Where is the justice? Where is justice?!
Priestess roared loudly in her heart. She raised her hand and touched the cold Lightsaber sword hilt at her waist. Then, she calmed down... Yes, justice and justice... are here.
When he came out of the conference room, he found the tall and thin figure of Protoss Zerakas in front of him. He glanced at Priestess, and a calm voice suddenly appeared in her mind, "I feel the strong murderous intention in your heart, Priestess."
"I have received a new mission, and I am going to kill someone." Priestess said coldly.
"Under the powerful and dark leader Tang Xiao, this is not surprising." Zerakas said.
Priestess glanced sideways at him and sneered, "Your Protoss's rigidity is very similar to Jedi Order's. Arrogance makes you refuse to explore the deeper nature of affairs and human beings, thus making you make wrong choices one after another."
After saying that, he walked away.
One day later, on April 15, an inconspicuous spacecraft flew into Tibrin, easily passed through the loose and backward sentries on the outer orbital border of the planet, entered the atmosphere, and then submitted an entry request as the special envoy of Confederacy of Independent Systems.
After landing at the extremely luxurious Governor's Mansion special spaceport on the planet, the honor guard who came to greet us hurried over.
The spaceship door opened, and Priestess, still wearing the solemn and luxurious purple robe and the gorgeous mask, came out and said to the Ixi-Tibu official in front of him, "I am here on behalf of Confederacy of Independent Systems to discuss some important matters with Governor Tibrin. Please be prepared."
The official was a little embarrassed, "Well... Mr. Sulibran said that only Count Dooku comes in person is the proper standard."
"Haha..." Priestess said with a sneer, "Then it seems that it was my mistake. Go back and tell Sulibran Tu that if I leave empty-handed this time, what I will bring next time will be a fleet."
The official was suddenly covered in cold sweat, and said a few words into the communicator tremblingly, and then said carefully, "Sir Sulibran said... there may have been some misunderstandings just now... He has prepared a sumptuous dinner, and please attend on behalf of your Majesty."
Priestess waved his hand, "I'm not here to eat, let's get straight to the point. Now our fleet has occupied Dolla Planet, which is not far from Tibrin, so let's solve the problem first."