The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge.

Chapter 2451 Mon-Mothma

2453: Mon Mothma

The capital of the Galactic Empire, the Imperial Center, the Parliament District, the residence of the Chandrila planet councilor.

Mon Mothma, the representative of the Chandrila planet senator, got up on time at 7 o'clock in the morning according to her strict schedule. She washed and bathed with the help of her maid, then spent about an hour and a half on makeup and hair. After that, she carefully selected from countless gorgeous clothes.

"Sir, our morning schedule is a private gathering with Senator Lexi Dio. She will invite you to lunch. I suggest you wear this dark red dress and pair it with this set of geocentric crystal accessories. This is the color and style of accessories Senator Dio prefers." The head maid said as she was matching Mon Mothma's clothes for her today. "In the afternoon, the antique shop got some relics from ancient civilizations. I hope you can go and have a look."

Meanwhile, Mon Mothma's personal administrative assistant was analyzing today's topic for her. He held a micro-terminal and said, "Senator Lexi Dior is a member of the Imperial Loyalty Council. She was assassinated during the Clone Wars but survived, so her political views tend to be extreme. In view of the salary robbery that occurred on the planet Arkania a week ago, I think the topic of this meeting will start with this robbery, but I suggest you don't go too deep into this topic. It's too sensitive."

Mon Mothma listened carefully to the administrative assistant's opinion as her maid dressed her in the expensive gown. She nodded to show that she understood and asked the assistant to continue.

"...Also, regarding the continuation of the topic, I think you can start with the empire's finances and talk about the next stage of the empire's economic policy. In addition, the customs and culture of the planet Chandrila is also a very good entry point. But I suggest that you don't talk about the Kingdom of Dawn and those rebels, which may irritate Councillor Lexi Dio." The administrative assistant continued.

At this time, the head maid also brought over an exquisite piece of jewelry and said, "This necklace is equipped with a directional sound wave transmitter, which can transmit sound waves of a specific frequency directly to your eardrum. This is a military-grade cutting-edge product, so you don't have to worry about being monitored by others. You can receive our prompts through this jewelry."

Councillor Mon Mothma shook his head, put the ornaments on the plate without moving, smiled and said, "This is a private party, so these things are not needed. I will dress as simply as possible for this meeting, and I will not wear any jewelry to show my sincerity. As for the dress, I will wear the white dress I wore at the banquet last week."

The head maid said in a panic, "Mr. Councillor, the material of that white dress is just ordinary rare gold fiber. The custom price of this dress is even less than 10 imperial credit points. Wouldn't it be a bit rude to wear such a dress for the second time?"

Councillor Mon Mothma smiled and shook his head. “No, Councillor Lexi Dio and I have a very good personal relationship. We don’t need these false formalities. Compared to some minor etiquette flaws, I think sincerity is the most important thing.”

"Yes, Your Excellency." The administrative assistant and the head maid immediately bowed.

At 10 o'clock, Mon Mothma arrived at the residence of Senator Lexi Dio in a hovercraft, and accompanied by several bodyguards and assistants, he entered this luxurious building that was comparable to a palace.

Councillor Lexi Dior is the representative of Uyter, an agricultural planet. However, her residence is far more luxurious than the residence of Mon Mothma, a councillor of Chandrila, a planet with a developed economy and industry. Undoubtedly, this is something Uyter cannot afford.

But from this we can also see the enormous power that Councillor Lexi Dio currently possesses!

Surrounded by bodyguards and assistants, Mon Mothma stepped into the luxurious mansion and saw more than a dozen maids waiting at the door. When Mon Mothma arrived, they immediately scattered flower petals on the road at the door, sang the welcoming ballad of the planet Witt in a sweet voice, and helped her into the mansion.

Councillor Lexi Dior, wearing a gorgeous dark red dress and all kinds of precious jewellery, was already waiting in the reception room. She looked to be in her 30s and had an ordinary appearance, but with her exquisite maintenance, she looked quite beautiful.

"Ah, Senator Mothma, my friend. Welcome." Lexi Dio came forward and gave Mon Mothma a gentle hug. Her fingers, hidden by her clothes, pressed gently from the pinky to the thumb on Mothma's waist in sequence. "I must say that what happened on the planet Arkania has made our situation very bad..."

Mon Mothma understood and said with a smile: "The galaxy is in crisis. At this critical moment for the Empire, it is time for us to work together to overcome the difficulties. I believe that under the omnipresent grace of His Majesty Palpatine, the Empire will once again be glorious."

The rebels issued the Declaration of Freedom and launched uprisings everywhere. Now is the time for us to work together and take more actions. Palpatine's spies are everywhere, and we must be more careful. Glory? How can the glory of the Galactic Empire, which has been declining since its founding, come from? The glory belongs to the former Galactic Republic. So, what we want is to restore the glory of the Galactic Republic, not your shitty Galactic Empire.

Lexi Dior said: "Indeed, it is not a peaceful day now. As you said, our finances are in big trouble. After the disaster last week, we are also trying to find ways to help the empire repair it."

The treasury of the planet Arkania was robbed, and the Galactic Empire is trying to make up for it everywhere. Now our planet is also suffering from even more severe oppression.

"As long as the Empire can get through this difficult time, everything will be worth it. You're right, we need more help now." Mon Mothma said, taking a sip of the tea in his hand, his eyes lit up, "This tea is so delicious, I think it must be very precious, right?"

That's why we need to invest more money in our great cause. How much more money can you spare?

"I got this through a personal connection, about one thousand credits per cup." Lexi Dio said with a smile, "But if I want to taste it again, I probably won't have the chance. Now the transportation is cut off, and I have no contact with that friend."

I still have 10 million in funds, which is my personal fund, and there is no more. The Empire is checking very strictly now, and I can no longer contact the contact person.

"The situation in the empire is very dangerous right now. Before these problems are resolved, it is better for our transport fleet not to set sail rashly. As for what you want, I will find a way. After all, I want to drink this tea too. At least I want to drink it 20 times." Mon Mothma said.

The situation is tense right now, don't rush to contact the rebels' contacts, I will find a way to get in touch with them. And there is a big funding gap right now, at least 200 million credit points are needed.

"Is there anything I can do?" Lexi Dio asked with a sigh.

Mon Mothma also sighed, "No, you've done enough. The planet Witt must have suffered heavy losses in the Arkania robbery, right?" Lexi Dio's face turned ugly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "That's right. Those rebels are so abominable! This incident forced us to urgently use the treasury funds! So I hope the Empire can deal with such things as soon as possible!"

This incident has become too serious. I don’t know how to end it. The Empire will react soon, and we must find a solution as soon as possible.

Mon-Mothma thought for a moment and said, "This is unforgivable! I think we can propose a motion to directly occupy the planets where all the people who may be involved in the case are! Through strict occupation and military control, we can screen out the real culprit and follow the clues to find the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Lexi Dio blinked, looking at Mon Mothma's angry expression with a bit of bewilderment. After confirming that Mon Mothma was not saying the relevant codewords, she asked doubtfully: "Senator Mothma, isn't this proposal a bit too..."

She paused, thought of something, and said loudly: "Right! That's right! For all the rebels, only the most severe blow can make them realize the power of our Galactic Empire! I will draft a bill now!"

After the two chatted about these things for a while, the topic turned to topics between women, such as high-tech skin care, health resorts, and expensive fabrics.

While they were having lunch, all the content of the meeting and conversation was already on the table of Armand Isard, Director of the Imperial Intelligence Agency.

After quickly skimming through this meaningless conversation and his intelligence officer's analysis of the conversation, Armand Isard threw the intelligence aside and sneered, "Humph! These well-dressed, fat-bellied guys always make excuses when asked to contribute to the empire. Now that the Akanian vault has been robbed, are they nervous? Do they know they should support the empire to solve their problems?"

He thought for a moment, "But... Senator Mothma's last proposal is a good one. Direct military occupation... Interesting."

He stood up and said to his secretary, "Make arrangements to immediately organize this proposal and turn it into our suggestion, and then hand it over to Lord Black Hole before tomorrow's meeting. Lord Black Hole will exert influence on His Majesty the Emperor."

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At this time, Senator Mon-Mothma had already arrived at the antique shop. The shop manager was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, but he was energetic and healthy. He took out a treasure and introduced it, "This was discovered on the planet Dacia in the Outer Rim Star Region. It was from an ancient civilization that lived more than 10 years ago. According to our research, this ancient civilization that appeared on the planet Dacia had already perished 9 years ago."

He fiddled with the relic and said, "As you can see, Senator, this is a torture device from the ancient Dacian civilization, and the crime committed by the tortured person is engraved on it. Therefore, it is very valuable for collection... If we can collect more of these relics, we can piece together the ancient law code of the ancient Dacian civilization, and even match it with the corresponding torture device to form a set."

Mon Mothma shook his head and said, "Perhaps the collection of torture instruments is still too bloody for me."

The store manager said coldly: "The torture instruments and the code represent order. Only by maintaining order can we avoid chaos and more deaths. You can't just see the blood and darkness on the torture instruments and ignore the justice and light behind them."

He pressed a very hidden button in one of the antiques and said, "You have up to two minutes. The 'Leader' is here."

Mon Mothma's expression became serious, and he quickly said, "According to your plan, Leader, I have communicated with Senator Lexi Dio, and she will propose a motion, suggesting that the Imperial Army take more radical measures. Direct military occupation of all planets, even those that are only suspicious. But...with all due respect, this motion is likely to be passed by the Empire and then implemented."

"This is part of our plan." A voice that had been changed by a voice changer and could not be distinguished as male or female came from inside the antique.

"But this will inevitably cause more casualties... and perhaps the situation will get out of control," Mon Mothma said.

"We must let more people see the reactionary nature of the Galactic Empire. They are birds of a feather with the Kingdom of Dawn. Such centralization and despotism will only focus the future of the entire regime on one person. When this person is an evil lunatic, things will really get out of control. And this is exactly what is happening in the Kingdom of Dawn and the Galactic Empire." The leader said lightly, "Therefore, we need more people to recognize this reality. This time, the Arkanian robbery is to hit the empire's finances on one hand. The real purpose is to awaken more people through the empire's overreaction."

Mon Mothma nodded but said nothing.

The leader continued: "If three years of the Clone Wars taught me anything, it was just one sentence - 'This is war'."

Mon Mothma nodded again and said, "I see... So what should we do next?"

"Organized actions are temporarily suspended. The Galactic Empire and the Kingdom of Dawn will do their best to attack us, so all our organized personnel need to hide underground. We will carry out the next action plan after their actions show signs of fatigue," said the leader.

"In other words, let those planets that rise up in rebellion fight independently?" Mon Mothma frowned.

"Give us as much help as possible..." The leader didn't finish her words, but the meaning of the second half of the sentence was already very clear. She continued, "Then there is the issue of funding. We can't continue to rely on everyone's support. We need to build our own industrial capacity. You need to pay attention to Incom and Zahn Consortium, these two super companies. They will provide us with help."