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On Plun, Kort had already scoured the entire Sith Temple, collecting all Sith-related items he could find, waiting for a ship to pick him up.
Within the Plung System, the hyperion had already reached the outskirts of Plun. Omen, the current acting captain of the ship, was arranging for a transport ship to pick up his boss below.
Passing through the wind and snow, the khmurlk-class light freighter landed outside the Sith Temple. Omen disembarked with a small team to provide support.
"Long time no see, boss." Omen walked towards Kort, while the other team members were loading the items Kort had collected onto the ship.
"It's only been three days for me, but it's good to see you all." Kort smiled and hugged Omen.
"Boss, Jango Fett has sent multiple messages asking us to bring people over. According to you, the instructors have been selected and are just waiting to meet at the designated location." Omen spoke of the most urgent matter.
"Then let's go directly. Now, send a message to Jango Fett and tell him we'll arrive soon." Kort instructed.
Once the items were loaded, everyone returned to the hyperion, arranging the items in a room next to the research lab, to be used for studying Sith Alchemy.
The adjutant was also called into the room. The B1 adjutant model walked in and began to learn Sith Alchemy, and under the guidance of Naga Sadow, it would certainly be even faster.
"Master Kort, I didn't expect you to be a leader of an Empire as well. In my era, the Mandalorians were equally powerful, but they didn't have a strong leader like you. Perhaps I can assist you in your great endeavor." Naga Sadow said fawningly.
"You just want to conquer the Republic. However, the Galactic Republic will soon fall. All we need to do is wait and develop ourselves during this time." Kort said to Naga Sadow. Perhaps the advice of a Sith Lord was indeed good, but he didn't need his advice just yet.
"Indeed, my Master, I will help you reach the Peak of the Galaxy and the Peak of The Force!" Naga Sadow shouted.
"But now I need to help you change to a more secure cage." Kort was making a new container in his hand, while the adjutant was learning Sith Alchemy beside him.
What Kort held in his hand was a material specifically for The Force-sensitives from Mandalore, used to create a sturdy bottle to weaken Naga Sadow's abilities.
"You don't have to do this, my Master, I will be your most loyal servant." Naga Sadow pleaded.
But Kort had already made up his mind. After all, this thing was a pure menace right now. He kept him only to understand the Sith. Now he was making him into a portable old man for future new The Force-sensitives, but the tyrannical kind of villain.
Naga Sadow wanted to escape in his heart, but thinking that he was on Kort's ship, he behaved. If he made any move, he might be directly eliminated.
After it was made, Kort trapped Naga Sadow in the new small container, hanging it on his waist as his ornament.
By the time the manufacturing was complete, the B1 had also completed all records of Sith Alchemy, but it had no way to involve The Force aspect, but some simple ones could still be made, and finally Kort would complete this item.
On a space station near Gamor, Jango Fett and his team were waiting for Kort and his people to arrive.
"No news from Duke Kort yet?" a Mandalorian mercenary asked.
"They're almost here. They're in hyperspace now. Just be patient." Jango Fett said to the Mandalorian mercenary beside him.
But the non-Mandalorian mercenaries were very dissatisfied with this. They had been waiting for several months, and even though they received wages during this period, they were still very unhappy. They were all busy people in the Galaxy.
"Damn it, why aren't they here yet!" A short-tempered Togruta couldn't wait any longer. They had been waiting in this space station for a long time!
"Watch your language!" A Mandalorian female mercenary stood up directly and slammed her gun on the table.
"Damn it, what do you Mandalorians want!" The Togruta couldn't stand these Mandalorians, stood up and shouted, "He's the one who didn't come!"
Jango Fett told everyone to calm down, "Look outside, they're here." He pointed to the hyperion outside.
The massive hyperion docked outside the space station attracted many onlookers, as such a ship rarely appeared before people's eyes in this era.
The hyperion stopped on the outskirts of the space station and indicated that it had no ill intentions. Randomly, Kort took a shuttle into the space station.
Jango Fett led everyone to the hangar to await Kort's arrival.
The shuttle slowly came to a stop. The first to disembark were the Mandalorian warriors. After everyone was in position, Kort, dressed in Mandalorian armor, slowly descended from the ship.
"Holy cow~!" The Togruta was no longer angry. His anger had completely disappeared the moment the hyperion appeared. He prayed that everyone would forget what had happened before, but he was right, no one would care about such a small person.
Jango Fett stepped forward and shook his hand, "Long time no see, Duke Kort, still as sharp as the first time I met you."
"You too, Jango. Just call me Kort, like before. Let's talk about this commission, the army and all that." Kort motioned for the two to go to a private place to discuss the matter.
They walked into the room they had previously rented, with only Kort and Jango Fett present.
"This is a big deal. We don't have your experience when it comes to the army, and everyone knows the name Free Mandalore, so I came to you, Kort, to help the Kaminoans build an army and train them. This is our mission, because this matter is extremely confidential and must not be known to others. According to my guess, this is an army secretly built by the Republic, so I also want to tell you this information, as it may pose a threat to Mandalore."
Jango Fett expressed his concerns, after all, the last real major war was a great purge against Mandalore, and he was afraid that this time it would also be an attack on Mandalore.
"Don't worry, Jango, future wars will not threaten us, but remember not to get too deeply involved. Death can strike in an instant." Kort expressed his meaning to him, telling him to be careful and not to be completely clueless when the time comes.
"That's best, so I think spreading Mandalorian language culture among these Clones and laying a certain foundation for them in advance." Jango Fett's idea was exactly the same as Kort's.
"I think so too, which is why I brought those in the army who are extreme about Mandalorian language culture. They will help us train an army that speaks Mandalorian language." Kort and Jango Fett laughed. The Republic paid to create a free army for Mandalore.
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