Volume 4 Chapter 45 Doomed Together?_3

Zola glanced sideways at the adjutant with some helplessness. This guy had taken a heavy blow to the head for saving Zola's life on the battlefield. He cursed, "What do we, the Miracle Army, do? Accompany the Emperor to his grave? Can't you use your brain a bit! Now there's a coup, you think it's better for His Majesty to stay here rather than be taken away?"

The adjutant looked puzzled, "What you mean is..."

Zola's small eyes narrowed slightly, like an old fox, "That guy said he was a fugitive. Who among us wouldn't know a Mechanical Warrior of this level? This excuse is too lame. Moreover, that Mixed Army is clearly well-trained. How can a fugitive possess such power? It's obvious, these guys kidnapped His Majesty, James, to use his influence! Those rebels who really want His Majesty dead would be delighted if we fight these guys to the death. Wouldn't that fit right into the rebels' plans?"

The adjutant suddenly understood, "Oh, so..."