The Outer Rim of the Galaxy, Hutt Space, Tatooine.
"...As I said, if you can open the channel for us, I will be very grateful. The Galactic Republic is ambitious, and they will not let our actions in the Outer Rim go. Only by truly uniting can we protect our interests. " During the holographic projection, Count Dooku said very sincerely.
"The war between you and the Galactic Republic has nothing to do with me, Count Dooku. If I open Hutt Space to let you pass through with your Fleet, it will be regarded as an act of war by the Galactic Republic. We Hutts never want to participate in wars." Gardulla Besadii was lying on a large and soft sofa, enjoying the service of several female slaves.
A Falleen slave girl took a bunch of grapes from the Dawn, peeled off the skins one by one, and put more than a dozen grapes into Gardulla's mouth. Gardulla tasted the deliciousness comfortably, lazily looking at Count Dooku in the projection.
After defeating Jabba and becoming the new overlord of Tatooine, she really enjoyed the benefits of power. Look, since the Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic, Sheev Palpatine, humbly told her yesterday that he hoped that the two sides could reach cooperation, then it is Count Dooku who came again today.
Seeing the two most powerful people in the Galaxy bowing their heads in front of her, Gardulla felt secretly refreshed.
Now these female slaves were sent by Count Dooku. It doesn't matter to her whether they are pretty or not, but they are indeed very well-behaved, which makes her very satisfied. In fact, she really wanted to agree to Count Dooku's request. After all, what was offered here was more practical, but Arok Besadii from the Grand Hutt Council strictly ordered her not to agree to any request.
This made Gardulla a little strange, because she knew that Arok Besadii had some contacts with Dawn secretly, but Dawn was obviously from Count Dooku's side?
Gardulla Besadii doesn't want to think about these complicated political games, or it's useless for her to think about them, so it's better to hold her attitude here and watch Count Dooku bow his head in front of her, which is also a kind of enjoyment.
"I solemnly promise that if the Galactic Republic can be defeated, the Confederacy of Independent Systems will legally recognize the Hutts' rule over Hutt Space, and is willing to support the reconstruction of the Hutt Empire." Count Dooku continued.
I don't like to hear such big things, Gardulla thought to herself, spitting a grape seed stuck in her mouth in the face of a slave girl with a pop. She smacked her lips and said slowly: "That's all for the future, Count Dooku. I repeat again, the Hutts will not join the war, and your Fleet is not allowed to pass through any part of Hutt Space, whether it is the Republic or the Confederacy of Independent Systems."
"Your tolerance towards the Republic may one day lead to catastrophe..." Count Dooku sighed and shook his head, as if to feel sorry for Gardulla, "If the Republic has any rude behavior towards you, please inform me, and I promise to stand by your side no matter what."
Whether it's Dooku or Palpatine, they both speak so nicely. Gardulla is very comfortable, but sleepiness also follows. She waved her short slug hand and said vaguely: "Then, that's it, it's time for me to take a nap."
"Then, I won't disturb your rest, honorable Lord Gardulla." Count Dooku saluted with a smile and then turned off the communication.
Gardulla had just slept for a while when someone woke her up, which made her extremely angry, but when she saw the person clearly, she swallowed her anger back.
Magtan Scar, leader of the Scourge and leader of the mighty Military, which now defends Tatooine. No matter how stupid Gardulla is, she still knows how all this happened to her. The three people she absolutely dares not provoke are Magtan Scar, her immediate boss Arok Besadii, and that incomparably mysterious...Angel of Death.
"Boorka the Hutt, I remember he was on Tatooine before, where is he going now?" Magtan Scar asked bluntly, the scar on his face twisted like a bug when he spoke. Coupled with the already fierce appearance of the Bothans, it made people shudder even more.
Since the death of Scar's elder brother, Broderick Gravel, the Scourge has become more ferocious and terrifying under the leadership of Magtan Scar. Those who dared to provoke them would have their corpses hanged outside Mos Eisley on the next day, and now there were already hundreds of corpses hanging in the area outside the city.
That powerful Command Carrier has already become a black legend in the Tatooine Desert. Since the defeat of Jabba Desilijic the Hutt, no one has seen this magnificent Military-Industrial Masterpiece, but the story of the Command Carrier has been circulating...
For example, because a specific settlement dared to oppose Gardulla's rule, it was plowed to the ground overnight, the scene was a sea of fire, and there were countless huge track marks straight through the settlement. There are at least 20 versions of this story.
That being said, this terrifying power has never belonged to her Gardulla.
Thinking of this, Gardulla cheered himself up, drove away the female slaves, and asked, "Mr. Scar, what are you doing with Boorka?"
"Of course, there is something to look for him for, he is wary of other people, you come forward and ask him to come out," Scar said.
Gardulla nodded, and the Protocol Droid next to her hurriedly brought over a communicator. She said arrogantly to the communicator in Hutt: "Boorka! Get out of your hiding place and meet me!"
Judging from the folds of his skin, the Hutt man in the holographic projection should not be very old. At the moment, he is drinking heavily with a large barrel of fine wine. After taking a big sip, he said: "I am doing business, Honorable Lord Gardulla."
"How dare you disobey my order!" Gardulla was furious, she felt that she had lost face in front of Scar, "Now, get out of here immediately!"
"I'm on Nar Shaddaa now, Ms. Gardulla. This is to ensure safety." Boorka waved his short slug hand and said, "Of course, if you are interested, you can also join."
"Say, what business?" Gardulla's expression darkened.
"I got a special logistics record of an exceptional item...'Project Decimator'. I have put the things on the black market in Nar Shaddaa...the one with the highest price wins." Boorka said.
"What's the use of a logistics record? If it's 200 tons of spices, it might be worth something." Gardulla couldn't understand it at all.
Boorka smiled sarcastically: "No, the value of this record is equivalent to 20,000 tons of spices."