General Dourde also met the personnel sent by Taa Chume.
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"Welcome, General Dourde of the Trade Federation. I was sent by Princess Taa Chume to cooperate with you and discuss how to help Princess Taa Chume ascend the throne." The collaborator sent by Taa Chume stated his purpose clearly and concisely.
"Of course, Mr. Silis, our Trade Federation strictly adheres to the rules, and you will soon witness our power. These five hundred droids are the sincerity of our Trade Federation." The Hapan people were completely unaware of Dourde's true intentions, even believing these fellows were providing free aid.
The price for all of this had long been set by the Trade Federation: the entire Hapes Cluster!
Meanwhile, at Taa Chume Dan's spaceport, Hapan men, dressed in simple blue-gray robes, were working throughout the port. Their eyes showed only submission, completely devoid of spirit, living solely as slaves.
"What are they doing?" Visa watched these Hapan men living as slaves.
"Men here are merely second-class citizens, or even the lowest class of citizens. They are born to do this; they have nothing to do with beauty." A beautiful woman who was supervising the work nearby said.
"That is truly peculiar..." The First Mate beside her stammered slightly, having never witnessed such a scene.
"Perhaps this is just their social structure." Visa recalled that all the personnel who conducted the inspection earlier were also female.
The palace servants were inspecting all the droids, but because most Hapan people did not speak Galactic Basic, communication was very difficult.
Fortunately, the person Sesayia sent had lived outside and was a vassal loyal to Sesayia, fully aware of her affairs.
"Esteemed guests from Mandalore, please, Captain Visa, come with me. Our Princess Sesayia needs to settle your payment." The translator called Visa away.
"Are you going, Captain?" The First Mate asked worriedly.
Visa nodded, "It's fine. To do business, you must be bold yet meticulous."
The First Mate made a gesture, pointing to the communicator on his arm, telling Visa to speak up if anything happened, and they would arrive immediately.
Afterward, she took a very luxurious speeder to the palace.
Just as Visa left for the palace, a Trade Federation ship appeared in the sky.
"What is that!" The First Mate cried out in alarm upon seeing the Trade Federation ship. After all, the Trade Federation never meant good things, and the current state of the Outer Rim was inseparable from their actions.
As the enormous warship docked at the spaceport, the remaining crew members became highly vigilant, especially since relations between the Trade Federation and Mandalore in the Outer Rim were currently strained.
Vadir on the warship also saw the herculean-class transport ship docked at the spaceport.
"Is that a herculean transport ship manufactured by Mandalore?" Dourde was puzzled when he saw the same type of ship docked there.
"Reporting, Commander. Yes, it is a herculean manufactured by Mandalore. Perhaps they are here in Hapes for trade, just like us." A B1 droid said from the side.
"Damn it! Why are they everywhere? It looks like we need to be more discreet this time." Dourde cursed.
"It's nothing, esteemed guests from the Trade Federation. They were merely hired by the Second Princess for trade. Their status is completely different from yours. After all, the standing of the Second Princess is entirely different from that of our Grand Princess; she will never have a chance to compete with the Grand Princess." The Hapan accompanying the Trade Federation said.
"I hope so. I hope the Grand Princess can handle them." Dourde sighed. After all, it seemed the Puppet they had chosen this time was quite strong, but under the Trade Federation's mighty forces, all this was insignificant. For now, they needed to infiltrate the interior.
By this time, Visa had arrived at the palace entrance. Princess Sesayia was waiting for Visa right at the gates.
Stepping out of the vehicle, Visa saw her mysterious buyer, Sesayia.
"Hello, Princess Sesayia. I am Captain Vissa Lista of the *Veronia*. It is a pleasure to serve you!" Visa half-knelt before Sesayia.
"Please rise quickly, Captain Visa. This time, I am the one who needs your help. Please come to a private place so we can talk." Sesayia immediately pulled Visa up and led her toward her private chambers.
Seeing this scene, Visa immediately knew: *It's over, something big has happened.* She was definitely going to be involved in a major incident, and given the severe social structure here, she had certainly fallen into a trap.
The two subsequently entered Sesayia's private chambers and sat facing each other.
"The money has already been transferred to your account, but I need your help with a few remaining matters. In the Hapes Alliance, everything is built upon assassination and power struggles. Therefore, this is not just a simple trade; it is a confrontation between my sister and me. Only the victor can become the Queen of Hapes." Sesayia spoke plainly, concealing nothing.
"But what does this have to do with me? We only have a trade relationship." Visa said coldly. After all, this was huge trouble, and her small crew certainly didn't have the power to overthrow a regime.
"If it's just about money, if I gain power, the wealth will be endless. Furthermore, I want to change the current state of Hapes and establish contact with the outside world. Hapes has fallen too far behind the rest of the Galaxy. My mother and sister only wish to continue their isolationist policies. I need help from external forces."
"May I communicate with Lord Kote!"
Sesayia pleaded with Visa.
Visa hadn't expected that Sesayia wanted to contact her boss, Kote; she was merely a means of communication.
"If I succeed, I am willing to hand everything over to Mandalore, to Lord Kote!" Sesayia reached out and held Visa's arm, continuing her plea.
Visa looked at Sesayia, a princess who was humbly begging her, feeling a mix of emotions.
Her instinct was to refuse. Getting involved in a palace coup was a major taboo for interstellar traders; the risk was extremely high and the returns uncertain.
But Sesayia's final words, "I am willing to hand everything over to Mandalore, to Lord Kote!" struck her heart like a heavy hammer.
This was no simple exchange of interests; this princess sought something immense, and her target was none other than her leader, Kurt Vizsla.
Visa's expression turned serious. She gently but firmly pulled her arm back.
"Princess Sesayia, do you know what you are saying? A promise to hand over everything is not one that can be easily made. Furthermore, why are you so fixated on Duke Kote?" Visa looked directly into Sesayia's eyes, trying to discern the true intention hidden beneath her beautiful gaze.
Sesayia took a deep breath, knowing this was the crucial moment. She had to demonstrate sufficient sincerity and value.
She walked over to an elaborately decorated cabinet and took out a portable holographic projector.
"Please look at this, Captain Visa."
The projection started, displaying a clip of edited news and battle records: snippets of Kote's speeches on Mandalore, reports of him leading the Mandalorians to fight for their rights in the Outer Rim worlds, and even some blurry, obviously secretly filmed footage of Kote.
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