963. Choose.
Count Dooku stood there for a long time. This time, the instructions given to him by Darth-Sidious were unacceptable to him.
He knew the serious consequences of killing Tang Xiao in this situation, and it might cause Confederacy of Independent Systems to fall apart immediately.
Sidious did not give him a solution to the problem, but instead made him make it worse.
At this time, Count Dooku suddenly felt something. With a wave of his hand, the door button was pressed, the secret room door opened, and a person stood at the door.
It's Tang Xiao!
Count Dooku clenched his fist fiercely, suppressed the urge to cut Tang Xiao into two pieces now, and asked coldly, "Do you have anything to say? Your Majesty the Governor."
Tang Xiao, however, had no expression on his face. He turned over his hand and took out a black communicator and said, "I have contacted Lord Archangel of Death just now. He... wants to talk to you."
"Archangel of Death..." Count Dooku paused. When he raised his hand, the communicator in Tang Xiao's hand flew into his hand. Then he glanced at Tang Xiao again, "Do you want to participate? This conversation."
Tang Xiao smiled slightly, turned around and left without any intention of staying.
Count Dooku returned to his secret conference room and connected the communication.
A figure also wearing a black cloak, with a sinister air, and even more of a death aura than Darth-Sidious appeared in the holographic projection.
"Long time no see, Count Dooku. How have you been recently?" Das-Malthael's gloomy but somewhat joking words came through. It was obvious that he used Force mask, and it was impossible to tell whether it was his tone or his face.
How could Count Dooku be in a good mood? He snorted coldly and said, "I have long said that the grievances between you Sith Lord, the previous generation, should not affect me! Let alone Confederacy of Independent Systems!"
Das-Malthael looked a little surprised, "What are you talking about, Count Dooku, I am saving you, don't you know?"
"I don't feel this way at all! I just discovered your secret methods! Do you think you can shake my position by winning over people like Thorn Hill? Dream!" Count Dooku said sharply.
"Oh, hehehehe... Count Dooku." Das-Malthael mocked, "I did this because I was worried that if you lost your life foolishly, you would ruin the more than ten years of hard work from Separatists to Confederacy of Independent Systems."
"This is impossible!" Count Dooku said.
Darth-Malthael sighed, "Do you really think I don't know anything? You're wrong. I know all the plans of you and Darth-Sidious. So I have been reminding you to win, to win. Otherwise, you will be giving your life to the control of others, but what about you?"
"What on earth do you know?" Count Dooku began to have some bad premonitions.
"Sheev-Palpatine was promoted by my senior brother, Das-Pregas. Naturally, I know everything about him. Likewise, I also know your plan to subvert Galactic Republic. I am involved in it, so of course I know everything." Das-Malthael said, "But do you know? There is a big difference between Das-Pregas's plan and Das-Sidious's plan."
Count Dooku's face was gloomy.
"Pregas's plan is more gentle. He wants to slowly shake the foundations of Galactic Republic and Jedi Order, and then gradually replace them. In this plan, his The role is Co-Chancellor, and then the head of state. But Sidious's plan is more radical, what he wants... is the emperor," Das-Malthael said.
He looked at Count Dooku's expression, "Just as what I asked Tang Xiao to bring you, Chosen One Anakin-Skywalker's master cannot be you, it can only be Das-Sidious himself. According to Das- Bane's Rule of Two and Sith Lord have always been one master and one disciple. What kind of apprentice is better than Chosen One? And what kind of master is more suitable than Das-Sidious? In this plan, you... are redundant."
The corners of Das-Malthael's mouth turned up slightly, "Look, as a disciple, you are too old and your reputation is too high. As a master, you are too weak. Your understanding of Dark Side is not even one-tenth of Sidious's. How do you get the qualifications to be a Sith Lord?"
"Such confusing words are meaningless." Count Dooku calmed down instead, "Tell me your purpose straightforwardly."
"The biggest difference between me and Darth-Sidious is... for me, it's best for you to be alive." Darth-Malthael said, "Because in this entire galaxy, only Confederacy of Independent Systems can compete with Galactic Republic."
"This is exactly what we are doing now." Count Dooku said.
Darth-Malthael shook his head, "No, the difference is too big. According to your and Darth-Sidious's plan, at the end of the war, Trade Federation and InterGalactic Banking Clan will suddenly withdraw from the war and even shut down all the robots. In this way, this seemingly protracted war will end in a short time..."
"Then Newt Gunray, San Hill and others will be assassinated, and then taking this opportunity, their Mega-corporations will be divided, acquired, and swallowed up by the existing Mega-corporations of Galactic Republic, and finally... become a larger industrial oligarch. And with the support of these industrial oligarchs, Darth-Sidious will establish a powerful Galactic Republic." Darth-Malthael said, "Presumably, this is what he told you."
"It seems like you do know a lot."
"In this plan, Confederacy of Independent Systems is a temporarily polished sword. After cutting a few wounds on Galactic Republic, it has completed its historical mission and can be thrown away. Therefore, it doesn't matter what happens to Confederacy of Independent Systems." Das-Z Malthael continued, "Darth-Sidious will let you kill Mina-Bontri, even kill Tang Xiao, and then create a terrorist attack in Coruscant, why?"
He smiled coldly, "Because this is the simplest and crudest way to continue the war, and you don't have to worry about the serious political consequences it will cause - Confederacy of Independent Systems will only live for a year or two anyway, right? But have you ever thought about it, after Confederacy of Independent Systems is destroyed... what about you?"
Count Dooku's face began to become serious.
"Confederacy of Independent Systems is still here, so you still have value. Confederacy of Independent Systems is gone... you are nothing. Then, even if I kill you, so what? I can even put all the blame on you, anyway... you are dead." Every word of Das-Malthael penetrated deeply into Count Dooku's heart.
"What do you want? Do you want me to deal with Darth-Sidious for you?" Count Dooku finally asked this sentence.
In the view of Das-Malthael, this sentence represents that there is finally a gap in Count Dooku's defense line.
He smiled slightly and raised two fingers. "As always, what I do is give the other party the right to choose. So... make a choice?"
"What choice?"
Das-Malthael showed a bright smile, and truly showed it to Count Dooku through Force mask, "A win-win choice... Confederacy of Independent Systems, operate as a long-term, powerful political power. All your political ideals can actually be realized through Confederacy of Independent Systems, and I will do my best to deal with Das-Sidious..."
He waved his hand, "In the end, you harvested a powerful Confederacy of Independent Systems, and I harvested the body of Darth-Sidious. It's the best of both worlds, isn't it?"