Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

"Obi-Wan."

"Yes, Duchess?" The Jedi Master turned and cast a gentle gaze upon her.

"Satine," she corrected. "You can always call me Satine," she corrected, with a unique firmness in her tone. Their conversation seemed to flow among the stars, full of the sedimentation of the years.

"Satine, is there anything you need?"

She shook her head slightly, then walked over to the man she loved, Obi-Wan, and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. After pulling away, Satine smiled softly at his confused look.

"Even after all this time, you remain as incapable of emotional response as ever, my love," she whispered, running her fingers gently through his beard. "Thank you, Obi-Wan, for giving me the strength I needed today."

Obi-Wan regained his composure, "You're welcome."

At this moment, it seems that solving the occupation problem at hand has become much simpler. Perhaps if the Mandalorians can establish a more compact battle line, with the ships and fleets needed by the Republic on standby, this will be a strong support.

However, this thought was interrupted when he saw Anakin winking at his expression.

"Can you explain who that is, Obi-Wan?"

Kenobi turned his gaze to his old apprentice Anakin and said helplessly, "Anakin, please, not now."

Anakin's eyes sparkled with excitement and he raised his hands dramatically in a gesture of surrender, "Okay, next time. I want to hear about your romantic time with Satine."

"She is not mine—at least not now." Obi-Wan looked at Satine helplessly and replied, "I will not argue with you about this."

Elsewhere, Bo-Katan was communicating with her fellow Owls, hoping to win over the wavering members of Death Watch. A moment later, she stood there alone, as if cut off from the world.

“There was never a real conversation between us.”

The sudden sound made Bo-Katan take a step back, raise his head slightly, and look at Daredevil. He was wearing armor, and although his helmet was retracted, his eyes were firm and deep.

"About what?" Bo-Katan asked bluntly.

"One last time," Daredevil said bluntly, "I once asked you if there was anything else you were considering besides your life as a Mandalorian and Deathwatch. You never gave me an answer."

Their eyes met, and there was silence for a moment. Bo did not respond with her usual sharp rebuttal or sarcasm, but fell into deep thought. Because she now had a long time to think about the time she spent in the detention room.

"I... I know nothing except being a Mandalorian." After a moment's silence, she finally spoke these words honestly. There was a deep helplessness in her voice, as if her entire life revolved around this identity. "My whole life... This is all I know. All I want, really. I just hope everything goes well for my people." She whispered, her eyes revealing confusion about the future and nostalgia for the past.

"What about your oath to the Death Watch?" Daredevil demanded.

"It may have disappeared with my departure." She answered without hesitation, with a hint of determination in her tone. "I disobeyed the leader's orders, stepped into a field I should not have set foot in, and joined the army of the woman he hated the most."

"Your sister."

Beau hummed softly, as if bored with the intricacies of the galaxy's workings.

"But have you ever thought about what kind of person you want to be besides being a Mandalorian?"

"I don't know..." She rolled her eyes, seeming annoyed by the repetition of the question. "You know what I mean."

Daredevil shrugged in a more relaxed manner. "As a lawyer, I have always helped people, both in court and in daily life. I am a defender and avenger for those who cannot speak for themselves, now and forever." His words revealed a firm belief.

The red-haired woman nodded slightly, seeming to agree with his words.

"Everything you're going through now can be used as a weapon to protect your people," he continued. "It will take some time to find your new footing, but this is at least a start."

Bo-Katan sighed, a trace of confusion and helplessness flashed in his eyes. "I know..." She said softly, "but sometimes change is like this, you know?"

Daredevil replied in a more profound tone: "Change is never smooth. But it is through change that we can better shape our own destiny. Just like what happened after the Mandalore Civil War, although the changes came suddenly and caught people off guard, it now seems that things are moving in a good direction, creating a new era for your people."

"Let us hope that this new era brings a future in which Mandalore can survive and thrive in this galaxy." Beau said, and though there was great pressure and burden in her voice, her eyes were firm and hopeful.

"Stay strong, Bo." Daredevil walked up to her, his voice revealing a deep concern and encouragement. "No matter what happens, you are not alone." His words were like a warm sun, illuminating the haze in Bo's heart. Under the night, he gently placed a hand on her shoulder and whispered, "Your determination is stronger than you realize." There was a surprising respect in his voice, and she returned it with a grateful smile.

"Thank you." She responded softly. The quiet night sky seemed to connect the two of them by some invisible bond, and their thoughts intertwined in the night.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Daredevil's mind. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "You know, it will be an extremely difficult time for you and your team to be truly isolated from the Death Watch. Vizsla will not keep silent about what happened today. He will issue a challenge to your team. So, how long do you think it will take for the news to reach them?"

Bo-Katan shook her head slightly. "Soon, that's my best guess." There was a sigh of helplessness in her tone. "We are not leaving out of impulse."

"You--" Daredevil started to speak, but was interrupted by Bo-Katan, "This will be our fight." Her words were firm and powerful, stopping Daredevil from even trying to help.

"You've done enough, for me and my people. Thank you, Matt." Her voice was full of sincerity and gratitude.

"You're welcome." He answered sincerely, with a warm feeling in his eyes, "If you just want to talk to me..."

"I really like this," she said. "I have someone to talk to and someone I can vent my emotions to from time to time."

"What about your fellow night owls?" Daredevil asked curiously.

"They are different." She chuckled, "and not as annoying as you."

"I think I am more professional than them in this regard."

"Your troubles remind me of myself, idiot." Bo-Katan rolled his eyes and flicked Daredevil's forehead lightly.

"You seem to be trying to make me annoying. Daredevil snorted, "Ms. Klitz, I hope you understand that when you ask a lawyer like me, it's like opening a can of worms. Once the words come out of my mouth, it's hard to take them back."

"Well," Bo-Katan puffed out his chest with pride, "I'll take this as a challenge to myself. Mandalorians run towards conflict, not away from it."

Daredevil just gave her a meaningful smile, "We'll wait and see." His words were full of anticipation.

Bo-Katan then coughed awkwardly and shifted uncomfortably, which confused Daredevil.

"Katan?"

She stepped forward and gently pressed her lips to Daredevil's face, then quickly pulled away, which surprised Daredevil. Their eyes met in the night, as if at this moment, all the troubles and worries had been forgotten. In the hustle and bustle, she stammered, "I... I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that." Her face was as red as her hair. Then, she stammered, "I... I... I have to go."

He said in a joking tone: "At least, take me out for lunch."

"Shh, shut up, uh, bye." Bo-Katan quickly put on his helmet and flew away, leaving the lawyer alone.

He whispered to himself, "Hmm...what an interesting person." His voice revealed his trust and dependence on her. At the same time, the blind hero was so absorbed in his inner world that he did not notice the two people beside him.

"Well, that's it." Prince T'Challa's voice was full of majesty and charm. "On the way back, we heard an exciting story, right, Peter?" he asked.

Spider-Man smiled and responded, "Oh, yeah."

His joke made Daredevil burst out in laughter, but then he felt a little horrified as he realized what his two friends had just witnessed.

"Oh my god," Daredevil whispered, feeling a little panicked.

At this time, Spider-Man warned in a more serious tone: "Hey, you are a devout Catholic, don't use the name of the Lord casually."

T'Challa joined in on the joke: "So, how do you keep us a secret? How about ten Hail Marys?"

However, Daredevil responded, "I'm not one to give in easily."

They touched shoulders and laughed.