"What do you need?" the receptionist asked.
"We'll look around ourselves." Amir declined her reception and walked further in on his own.
It really was a lively scene. And unlike Jabba's filthy chaos, this place was very clean. Most of the people coming and going were dressed formally and stylishly. They were not just smugglers and bounty hunters. Many of them clearly held high positions. Amir could even see Imperial officers in uniform among them.
Of course, they had come here to post commissions, discuss business, or simply attend the banquet, not to look for work.
Amir walked to the bar at one side and picked up a self-service drink.
Millisyn sat beside him, her short little legs dangling in the air as she picked up a drink. 32 glanced over the counter. No motor oil. Forget it, then.
Before long, a woman in casual black clothes, with a holster hanging at her waist, walked over.
She was the only person in the venue allowed to carry a weapon, not counting the Crimson Dawn enforcers maintaining order around them.
Because she was Crimson Dawn's public leader: Qi'ra.
With a smile, Qi'ra sat beside Amir and said, "I heard a few new faces had arrived. You look very young, and very capable..."
As she spoke, she saw Millisyn sitting beside him. This one was a little too young.
"Are you here looking for work? If you are, I can take a look for you. Mm... there should be decent pay."
Amir did not react to her friendly attitude. He said, "I came because I want to discuss some cooperation with you."
"With me, or with us?" Qi'ra's smile deepened.
"That depends on you."
"Let's hear it."
"I need some factories to help me produce certain things. They need to be discreet." Amir glanced at the luxurious surroundings. "Do you have the kind of place I want?"
"What kind of things?" Qi'ra asked.
"Some interesting little things." Amir extended his wristguard. A holographic projection popped up from it, displaying a rough design draft for a mechanical exoskeleton.
"How many do you want made?" Qi'ra asked without changing expression.
Amir smiled and said softly, "A lot. A lot."
Qi'ra laughed twice, then also revealed a sweet smile. Her gaze drifted toward the surroundings on its own, as if she were considering something.
"Well? Can you do it?"
"Of course we can. Leaving aside the companies that cooperate with us, the factories under our direct control alone can meet your needs. It's just..." Qi'ra looked at him. "Would you like to come to my office for a drink?"
"Ha ha, I think we can choose another time to discuss the details." Amir refused her request.
Qi'ra froze for a moment, then handed Amir a small comm unit. "Of course. You can contact me anytime."
After Qi'ra left, Amir had roughly obtained the answer he wanted.
Showing Qi'ra the exoskeleton, and making it clear that the required quantity was large, was part of Amir's test.
In this tense period, what purpose could there be in secretly manufacturing a large batch of weapons? Most likely, opposition to the Empire.
Although Qi'ra concealed it very well, Amir still sensed her emotions through the Force.
She was not hostile, nor was she completely indifferent. On the contrary, she was somewhat excited. Her emotions were even similar to Millisyn's when she saw Mona.
Simply put, it was like meeting a comrade.
That was why she had not continued questioning him here, instead suggesting that they go to her office to avoid the eyes and ears around them and discuss things in depth.
Amir did not continue because he did not want to talk now. His goal this time had already been achieved.
If he truly wanted Crimson Dawn's help with production, that would be a matter for later.
They could leave now.
Putting down his drink, Amir led the two of them toward the door.
In a distant corner, Qi'ra, who was speaking with a subordinate, silently watched the backs of Amir and the others as they left.
"Find out who that person was," she ordered.
A short while later, the subordinate returned with a holographic projection.
When the projection was activated, a holographic portrait appeared.
A young blond face.
"He's on the Imperial wanted list. The bounty is ... credits."
"Quite valuable. Amir... no surname?"
"There is no surname in the file."
"Mm..." Qi'ra seemed to fall into memory.
Once they were aboard the ship, Amir saw a missed call.
It was from Bo-Katan.
As soon as the holographic call connected, Amir heard Bo-Katan's voice. "Search thoroughly. Look for traces of someone living here!"
"Hi." Amir interrupted her order.
"Amir, I've reached Dathomir. Are you coming over?"
"You're not searching bit by bit, are you?" Amir asked in shock. The planet was huge. Could they really find him?
"There are very few habitable areas on this planet. Most of it is ocean and desert. It's not too difficult to search."
"You really are impatient. I'm currently at Crimson Dawn. I met their leader. There's no opportunity to make a move here."
Bo-Katan did not say anything. She kept turning her head to look at the panel to one side. She was still continuing the search.
"Fine. Since you've already gone, I'll help too."
After saying that, Amir ended the call, started the ship, and contacted Han Solo at the same time.
After receiving Amir's notice, Han Solo also returned to the Millennium Falcon and set off for Dathomir.
Amir had originally thought the Mandalorians would use Crimson Dawn as a clue to search for Maul. He had come here partly to observe the security forces and see if there was a chance to steal information, but the place was much stricter than he had imagined and gave him no opening.
He had not expected that after leaving Takodana, those Mandalorians would head straight for Dathomir.
They were far too reckless.
After planning the route, Amir also headed to this planet for the first time.
It was a deep red world. The moment he saw it, Amir felt a gloomy aura.
The Force across the entire planet was in a state of imbalance, leaning heavily toward the dark side.
Many Dathomirian witches lived on this planet. Among them, the Nightsisters were all very powerful dark-side Force users, masters of many dark magicks.
But that clan had angered Dooku back during the Separatist era and was wiped out by the army led by General Grievous. Almost none had survived.
Amir was quite interested in their so-called witchcraft. He had heard Obi-Wan mention it before. It was a special way of using the Force, extremely peculiar. But with the death of the Nightsisters, there was probably no chance to exchange knowledge with them.
This planet revered women above men. Maul had once been the son of the Nightsisters' matriarch. When that matriarch served Darth Sidious in the past, Maul was taken away. Sidious trained him as an apprentice and turned him into a ruthless killing tool.
Now he had returned to his homeland, plotting his revenge.
After entering the atmosphere, Amir quickly located Bo-Katan's ship.
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