Chapter 704: Chapter 704: Shackled

Michael was speechless. He felt like he was dealing with another Grieve! She should be the one named Grieve 2.0 instead of that stone Knight. “What do you mean you don’t know?” The blonde girl tried scratching her head, but the shackles prevented her from reaching far enough. “I don’t… remember anything.” “Then how did you transport me here?” “I… I just had a feeling… I knew you were going to save me…,” she said, looking up at him expectantly. “So, you have no memory about how to get out of these shackles. Do you even know how you got here, who imprisoned you, who you are!” The blonde girl shook her head. “No… I don’t remember anything.” Michael was exasperated. He was suddenly thrust upon with the responsibility to free her, with no idea how to do it. He didn’t even know if he should. What if by freeing her, he would unleash upon a great evil in the world that would kill everyone and himself? Though, after looking at that airheaded expression on her face, he seriously doubted that. Just then, Fudge jumped out of his shadow and landed in front of the blonde girl. He looked at her curiously tilting his blobby violet head, and the blonde girl mirrored his movements. There was a certain invisible connection that happened between the two, one that Michael wasn’t entirely comfortable with. Nothing was ever as simple as it seemed if Fudge was interested in it. “Master… I like her!” Fudge declared. “Hehehe I like you too, slime. I feel like… you and I are going to get along, hehe.” Michael was now more sure than ever that freeing this girl may be a bad idea. If she got along well with Fudge, then that meant that she was probably as mischievous as he was. After all, birds of a feather flock together. “Master, quick! How do we free her?” asked Fudge, already gnawing at the shackles. He put his hands on his waist. “Just a second ago, you were so scared that your whole body was shivering in fear. What changed?” Fudge flashed a cheeky smile. “Hehe, it’s because I saw that she’s not a bad guy after all!” He sighed. Fudge was usually a good indicator for whether a person had good intentions or not, so he was more inclined to believe the little slime on this matter. “Alright. Do your shackles have any locks?” he asked, glancing at the chains restricting her movement. “No,” she replied. “You have to break it.” He touched the chains on the shackles, trying to determine its origin. As far as he could tell, the shackles weren’t made out of any normal metal or material. ChatJK5, any ideas on what this could be? It took ChatJK5 a few seconds as she tried to analyze the material, which was quite weird since ChatJK5 never took more than a second to identify something. She had gone through five updates at this point, and each one only made her processing power a lot stronger. Yet, it took her more than ten seconds to try and identify these shackles.