After John spoke to Fix and Indigo about his control over the droids, the two clones had no complaints.
He got a bandit named Keyes to take him and Indigo to the capital a few hours later, while Fix stayed to make sure no one stepped out of line.
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In a temple in the middle of a forest of giant trees, a group of young men and women sat in meditation. One of the men began to lose control as he fell from his floating position, holding his head. A man in white robes walked up to him.
"Oryx, your mind is not clear..." The man spoke with a raspy voice. "...you feel it, don't you? The emergence of darkness? The restless shadows?"
The man nodded. "Yes, Master Obadiah. What is it?"
Obadiah stood up and grabbed the lightsaber at his waist. "Come with me, students. It's time you learned of the past."
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John and his ragtag group arrived outside the gates of the city. He noticed one of the knights at the gates was none other than the one who tried to arrest him.
As he began to walk to the knight with his group, people got out of their way. The knight noticed him and drew his sword. "Stop! Why are you here?"
John walked right up to the knight, making him drop his sword. "I'm here to make money." He dropped a gold coin at his feet as he forced the gate to open.
The bandits followed John in while Indigo stared at the knight. "Pick it up, kid." Indigo followed shortly after saying that to the knight, who quickly grabbed the coin.
As they walked through the streets, people stared at the group, especially John and Indigo. As John walked, he realized he could read the strange language on the buildings.
They came across a merchant building and walked inside. "Ah yes how may I-" when the woman saw who had entered she immediately froze.
"I would like to speak with the owner of this place." She stayed silent for a moment even after hearing John's request.
"I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Bonaparte is in an extremely important meeting right now."
John walked right up to the desk and raised his hand to the woman. "I said, I would like to speak to the owner of this place." He waved his hand in front of her face.
"Right away, sir. This way please." The bandits all stayed in the lobby with the other noble-looking people while Indigo went with John and the woman.
When the woman opened a door, laughter inside stopped immediately. "Yes, what is it, Susan?" An old voice came out. "I'm in an important meeting with one of the mages."
Susan spoke with her eyes glazed. "Someone important is here to speak with you." She left as John and Indigo walked into the room.
The mage, seeing John's red-eyed helmet, immediately jumped up into a defensive position, protecting a healthy old man.
John took a seat on the sofa as Indigo drew his right blaster pistol. "Please, gentlemen, sit. The General is not your enemy."
As the mage and old man sat down, John spoke. "Can you introduce yourselves? I am John."
The mage spoke first. "I-I'm Mage representative Kuro."
Next the old man spoke. "I'm Mr. Bonaparte. What do you want?"
"How much do you make weekly from your business?"
Mr. Bonaparte put his hand to his chin. "I can't tell you-"
John waved his hand and asked again. "I make five thousand gold coins a week, and the company makes fifty thousand monthly."
Kuro was shocked. "What did you do to him?"
John looked to the mage. "I asked him a question. Mr. Bonaparte, would you be so kind as to diverge 1,000 coins every week to a new account I will be opening up in this city?"
Mr. Bonaparte nodded.
"Good then. Kuro, Mr. Bonaparte, have a nice day."
He walked out and Indigo followed him, taking a look at the mage as he put his blaster pistol away. "Surely you know not to tell?"
He and John walked back to the bandits before they left for the bank, opening an account connected to John's system.
[Current Gold from Capital: 1... 2... 3]
'Only tell me when every two thousand is stored.'
[Adjusting... Complete]
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After Kuro and Mr. Bonaparte finished speaking, he hurried back to the mage guild, immediately requesting to see the guild leader.
"What's wrong, Kuro? I've never seen you this worked up." The woman spoke with a soft yet firm voice as she waved her wand around randomly out of boredom.
"Ma'am, we've got a problem."
"What?"
"I think it'll require help from those magic blade users."
The woman looked at him. "They call them lightsabers, Kuro. Why should we tell them to come back to civilization when that brought down their old order?"
Kuro gulped down his nervousness. "Ma'am, I saw a man use some kind of ability in Mr. Bonaparte. He got info out of him we never could."
"What does that have to do with the Wielders?" As soon as Kuro opened his mouth again, he felt something begin to choke him. He grasped at his throat, which suddenly snapped as he fell to the ground.
When the guild leader walked over to Kuro, she checked his pulse. Someone came into the room. "Ma'am-Oh my gods!"
She stood up and turned to the man. "You're second in command now. I'm going to find the Light Wielders."
When the man heard that, he nodded. She left and went on a journey that would take months.