Fatty curled his lips and said, "You should say, he's the only person you trust right now." He connected to the communication device and said to James, "I think you should recognize Zola's voice, he should also execute any of your orders unconditionally, right?"
"Your Majesty..." A vigorous voice came through the communicator.
Seeing James nod, Fatty used James' voice and said, "General Zola, I'm very safe now, I've understood the situation outside, I need your cooperation. My order is, do not let any troops enter the prison. Now, there's a sign of troop activity to the north of the prison. If that's your troops, stop and guard, if not, eliminate them!"
"As you command, Your Majesty."
Fatty put away the communicator and smiled at James, "The scale of this Miracle Army is only two percent of the Mythical Army. You'd better pray they can help somewhat, but from the sound of it, that General Zola doesn't seem too old to move."
