"Dooku, you killed innocent people!" Throwing off the pursuing enemy, Yarbat launched an accusation against Dooku.

"Me!" Duku was dumbfounded, looking at Yarbat's expression, his heart was anxious and angry, the black warrior lightsaber was close at hand, he helped Yalbat avoid the sneak attack with a quick reaction, but he didn't expect the old man to turn his head and mention this stubble: "They have black knights! They have taken up arms, they are no longer innocent!"

"That's still innocent, they don't understand anything, and it's not like you can't solve it without hurting anyone. The old man's face showed anger: "Son, do you still want to deter them?

"Master, I ......" Duku was a little aggrieved, in an emergency, where did he think of so much.

Yalbat was a little disappointed, he was not the kind of stubborn old man who was unreasonable, and naturally knew that it was impossible to let Dooku weigh so much in a hurry, but a person's subconscious choice in a critical moment was more able to reveal a certain temperament - the concept that Dooku showed in that situation was not the persistence of protecting living beings, but the aggressiveness of countering violence with violence, which was a taboo for Jedi Knights.

There was darkness in this child's heart.

Yalbat finally understood why Master Yoda had expressed concern for the apprentice's future more than once in the council, and now it seemed that the problem was even more serious than Yoda had imagined.

He looked at Dooku's expression, and suddenly his tone softened, the master was highly respected and well-informed, and knew that it was useless to reprimand a bear child with a problematic temperament than Yoda, who had stayed in the Jedi Temple all year round.

Even though Dooku usually shows maturity and intelligence enough to seem to be the type that can accept criticism, Yalbat has come into contact with many such people - such people can be very stubborn once they have certain opinions, and many Jedi Masters are like this.

Such people also have another characteristic: once something they hold on to is broken, they will fall into a great mental dilemma, and few people will be able to come out of the collapse of their ideas unharmed, and many Jedi will fall into darkness as a result.

Yalbat looked at Duku and sighed, something inside the child made him uneasy.

He is a typical Jedi, who believes that peace of mind is an indestructible force, and that once a certain idea is brought with darkness, it becomes vulnerable, and such a person is the most dangerous.

Thinking like this, the Jedi Master changed his soft tone: "Duku, you are still young, some wrong tendencies must be corrected, there is darkness in everyone's temperament, no Jedi is born bright and flawless, we must always fight against the darkness in our hearts, and we must not relax in the slightest." ”

"This-" Albat's exhortation left Dooku speechless, and the old Jedi's tone was much better than when Yoda reprimanded him, and it didn't have the flavor that Master Yoda deserved, like an old friend's admonition.

But this attitude made Dooku even more uncomfortable - he began to feel that he had indeed made a mistake, and this 'admitting his mistake' made him even more uncomfortable with what Master Yoda described as 'proud' and what he considered to be 'confident'.

Looking at Duku's expression, Yalbat suddenly felt pressure, he looked at Duku, and suddenly felt that if Master Yoda had known in advance that this mission was like this, he would never send an apprentice like Dooku over.

Duku is only 18 years old this year, and he has not been away from the Jedi Temple for a short time, and in his past few missions, the enemies have all been extremely weak, allowing Dooku to complete the mission without taking into account the Jedi Commandments.

But this time, Albat sensed the surprisingly strong strength of his enemies, and if the opponent was the Sith Maharaja, who had been hidden for thousands of years, the young Jedi would be severely tested.

"Listen to me, kid. Yalbat grabbed Dooku's shoulder, took a deep breath and said, "This time the mission is extremely difficult, we may die, we may fail, yes, there is nothing wrong with that. ”

"Master, how can you lose your self-confidence?" Duku's eyes widened, this statement was even more difficult to accept than Yarbat's criticism of him just now, how could the Jedi be a practitioner of justice, how could they have such a desire to admit defeat?

"I haven't lost my self-confidence, and our strength may not be able to cope with the problems here, but I have faith in justice, because it will win. Yalbat said: "Darkness can only gain a temporary advantage, justice and light are eternal, we have been defeated by the Sith many times, but we have always defeated them, children, do not give up faith in righteousness, this is true self-confidence, we may fail here, we may die, but more will inherit our will to defeat them." ”

"Master, I mean. Dooku took two deep breaths, Yarbat's methodical statement did calm him down, but what he couldn't accept was Yalbate's pessimism: "We were only attacked once, those dark warriors are not at the same level of the Force, and the level of civilization on this planet is not a threat to us." ”

"Usually? Maybe swordsmanship. Yalbat smiled wryly, "Don't forget, their Force is most likely the result of an injection, child." ”

Yalbat suddenly turned his head to look at Dooku: "We can't guess the production and limits of this potion, but now we should expect the worst, how many such warriors do you think there are on this planet?"

Dooku's face darkened, too.

“...... What do we do next?" asked Duku as they walked through the alley in silence.

"They were on guard, and they probably wouldn't be able to sneak into the company's headquarters anytime soon, and what we wanted might not be there. Yalbat coughed: "Retreat first, hide and wait and see the situation, and then ask the council for help." ”

"Wait, Master. Walking down a street, Dukuku grabbed Yalbat by the ground: "No, there's no one here. ”

"Here they are. Yalbat looked up and watched as the battleships gathered in the sky drew their lightsabers.

Duku waited, suddenly dizzy, I don't know when, a large number of black-clothed people suddenly appeared in the streets and alleys, under the cover of various weapons, they launched a spiritual attack on Duku - they are very good at choosing targets, knowing that the old man can't be provoked, persimmons pick soft pinch.

"Despicable!" Dooku was dizzy, the ships in the sky had already fired, and Yalbat frowned as he looked at the model of the ship—these ships were obviously Jaba's, how could they be mixed with the black warriors here.

Bang!

The blast bombarded Yarbat's Force shield, setting off a huge wave, Yalbat looked solemnly at the dozen or so black warriors who pounced in the barrage gap and the high-energy beam bombardment covering all directions, and grabbed Duku violently: "Break through!"

Boom Boom!

As soon as Dooku stood on his feet, a beam of blast energy lifted the ground, and the tall building collapsed, and Dooku jumped in panic, but he was separated from Yarbat.

"Let's go!" Yalbat blocked the incoming beam: "Wait for me at the rendezvous point!"

Boom Boom!

The spaceship carpeted down on the ground, forcing the Jedi duo to break out of the encirclement, and Dooku stumbled out of the encirclement, surprisingly without much resistance, and he threw away his Jedi robes, which were now only used to attract flies.

Touching his face with the Force, he got a set of civilian costumes on this planet, hid in a place where there were people, and finally relaxed a little.

He wasn't worried about how Yalbat would break through - he believed that the crappy fourth-rate rapidized warriors and outdated weapons weren't any match for Yalbat, and with Jabba's warships being nothing, Jabba's gang could just be arrogant at the edge of the galaxy.

He walked into the predetermined meeting point, an unfamiliar bar on the map, the kind of place that the old man loved, but it was clearly not a good time.

The bar was empty, leaving only one or two drunks lying on the scattered tables, which was the junction of the wee hours of the morning and the early morning, and even if the cultural order of the planet was corrupted, there were still a few drunks at this point.

There were dozens of masks of various shapes in the basket at the door, and most of the drunkards who had passed out were wearing them, it seemed to be such a themed bar, Dooku thought for a moment, covered the upper half of his face with a half-covered mask, and found a chair to sit down.

He was slightly uneasy, and when he landed, he was chased and killed with a high intensity, although it was because Master Yarbat was careless about the enemy, but the strength of the other party was obviously beyond the expectations of the Jedi duo.

He was deeply anxious about his future, and unlike Master Yarbat's faith in justice, Dooku didn't want to die here because of this mission.

The appearance of this thought made Dooku a little ashamed, he deeply felt that his consciousness of the Jedi's Creed was not high, but after carefully digging into his heart, he had to admit that he did not have the consciousness to sacrifice for a certain idea.

"You can never be a great Jedi Master. ”

His eyes reddened as he recalled the curse that had come from Lorian, his childhood companion and the enemy who had betrayed his friendship.

No, I'm right, Dooku thought silently: the Jedi should be heroic in fighting the darkness, but my ambition is not here.

He remembered his origins and his family, which in his homeland was one of the few well-documented nobles that had survived tens of thousands of years of civilization, and had been the leader of the native government.

Coming from such a family, Dooku firmly believed that he had some kind of unshirkable responsibility to his hometown and his people, and he was deeply worried about the corruption and chaos of the republic that he had been exposed to since he was a child, and his hometown was also affected by this corruption and chaos after joining the republic.

He had a lot of plans to do so, eventually becoming a Jedi, a Jedi with a high position in the Republic and a strong overseeing power, and as his talent was widely praised by his divisional commanders, he was confident that he could fulfill this duty and protect his homeland by cleaning the Republic of corruption.

Yes, I became a Jedi for my hometown and my people.

Dooku's eyes were in a trance, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart.

As a Jedi, it's not right to think that way.

Am I really fit to be a Jedi?

"You can never be a great Jedi Master...... You can never become a great Jedi Master...... You ...... forever" He remembered the ridicule of the pesky betrayer in his mind: "Dooku, you ruthless fellow, you only have yourself in your heart...... You only have yourself in your heart......"

"Shut up!" Duku roared, dispelling the echoes and illusions in his head, his face turning pale, his lips trembling and his head raised, his eyes slightly closed.

He suddenly understood that this was the time to fight the darkness in his heart.

But he couldn't get this victory until he made a decision, and he didn't even know what decision to make.

But the just decision is still easy to make:

"I should believe in the Jedi's Creed. Dooku muttered: "The Jedi are just, the fight against corruption is justice, and the fight against darkness is also, they have no distinction between high and low, I can't be a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death to escape justice." I can't...... I can't ......."

He was covered in cold sweat and breathed heavily. A soft thud interrupted his musings.

A glass was placed in front of him, and he looked up to see the waiter at the bar.

"Hey, I'm sorry I fell asleep, I didn't expect there to be a new guest at this time, I was negligent, it was my dereliction of duty, I invite you for this glass of wine. ”

Dooku frowned, the waiter wore a special mask—the mask was evenly divided into black and white by the vertical line in the middle, the left half of the face was greaking and smiling, and the smiling eyes were squinting to reveal joy, and the right half of the face was sad and tearful eyes with the corners of the mouth downward. In addition, the two nostrils, one on the left side of the door and one on the right eye, reveal a red pupil.

Such a mask full of madness and confusion made a deep impression on Dooku, and even made him forget his wandering and confusion for a while. Subconsciously grabbed the wine glass and poured it into his mouth—the half-bitter, half-sweet liquid entered his throat, and he realized that the Jedi rule was that alcohol was forbidden.

But...... Is this what wine tastes like?

He put down his glass, and for a moment his mind was a little confused.

"~Looking at you, your profession should be related to the judicial department. Or is it a newcomer?"

"How do you know?" Dooku thought for a moment, thinking he could recognize the fake identity. Enforcement oversight is the daily work of Jedi Knight in the Republic, and it is not wrong to say that it is the judiciary.

"People in the judiciary often murmur about justice, and only newcomers struggle with this kind of problem. The masked waiter smiled, and Duku listened to the voice, and felt that the person behind the mask should be old, because his voice was a little hoarse: "Could it be that something has happened to the guest in his work that violates justice?"

"Not really, or arguably. In the midst of the wine, Dooku suddenly had a desire to talk deeply, he was not drunk, but there were a little too many things that happened that day, which made his emotions a little out of control.

"Ah, a contradictory statement, but life is so full of contradictions, and everything will be fine. The masked attendant smiled, and Duku felt comforted in his heart.

"Indeed, life is full of contradictions...... "waiter, do you think that justice and justice can also conflict with each other?"

The Jedi Apprentice really wanted someone to talk to, so this is it.

This is just a backward civilization native, and after a few days, the two will have no relationship, and this native will not understand what he is saying.

It's just an indigenous.

Dooku thought to himself.

"Uh~ Of course it will, for example, when I was looking for this job, there was a competitor, my family was very poor, probably he was too, but there was only one job, and I was estimated to be heinous in his eyes at the time. The masked attendant sighed, "But am I wrong?"

Dooku glanced deeply at the masked attendant, as if he had realized something, but he couldn't say it.

"I don't want to do that, but what can I do? My wife and children still want me to earn money to take care of them, and if I have a lot of money, I will definitely not deprive him of hope. We're all just ordinary people, we don't have money, we don't have power, how can we make everyone satisfied?"

"No money, no power, no power?" Dooku furrowed his eyebrows deeply, suddenly realizing that the strange-looking waiter had said something crucial, he sat up, and found that his thoughts and the Jedi's creed were at odds again: "Is that thing enough to satisfy everything?"

"Anyway, there's something better than nothing, you're right. The masked waiter laughed: "If I had money, I wouldn't have robbed other people's jobs in the first place, would I?"

"Indeed, if I had greater strength, I would be able to fight all darkness and fulfill my desires. Dooku thought to himself, "Nothing can be achieved without power, and this is a truth that cannot be corrected." ”

I had thought so before, and Dooku's mind was flooded with memories, of the criticisms and warnings that Master Yoda had given him, what had been his thoughts at the time...... Oh, and Master Yoda isn't all right.

Wait, what was I thinking?

Some rebellious thoughts from the past that violated the dogma of the Jedi Order rolled in his mind, and Dooku was covered in a cold sweat, suddenly realizing that these things had not been defeated by him with a staunch Jedi Creed, but had been hiding in his heart all along.

Why did they all pop up? I was just a little frustrated.

Dooku roared in his heart, and suddenly stared at the masked attendant like a vicious tiger.

He regretted it, he shouldn't have opened his heart to this guy, this kind of worldly person may not be evil, but under the pressure of cruel life, the remaining darkness in his heart also makes it impossible for their values to be close to a pure white Jedi.

But...... How can I be so easily shaken by corruption? How can I be so vulnerable?

The cold sweat on Dooku's head intensified.

He held back his uneasiness, looked at the waiter in front of him, and suddenly wondered if this guy could be the conspirator sent by the Dark Samurai.

No, no, he quickly dispelled this neurotic thought, this waiter said very cheesy words, did not show superior insight, and was entangled in trivial things.

Am I neurotic?

Dooku's heart moved, and suddenly he wanted to see the face behind the waiter's mask, and he activated the Force—such perspective was very easy to apply, but the real face behind the mask was another mask that was exactly the same.

"Why are you staring at me like this?" could it be because ......" The masked attendant approached suddenly, his strange face almost touching Dooku's neck, and his voice seemed to be laughing, "I stirred up the dark side of the Jedi's heart?"

Dooku drew his lightsaber and slammed the bar in half.

Drinks, sawdust, cups, and bottles slumped into a mess on the ground, but Dooku sensed the space around him distort - the people in the tavern were still asleep, their faces distorted, and only the black and white mask with its chaotic features was still clear.

"Who the hell are you!" Dooku drank, "It's all you!"

He understood all that this despicable enemy was trying to lead him into darkness.

A sense of crisis appeared in his mind again, this was the enemy's trap, and he had to defeat the enemy or break through again, and contact the Jedi Temple as quickly as possible, and then contact Master Yarbat.

"Who am I?I don't want to use the old name, and the new name is inconvenient, what can I do?" the masked man grinned, and the facial features on the mask moved rapidly, making a distorted smile, and then reverting to his original chaotic appearance like lightning: "Oh wait!~ Let me have a whim, so let's call me this code name-

MAD. ”