Fudge popped out of his shadow like a ball bouncing on a hardwood floor. There was a certain pep in the slime's step, as if he knew that his unique talents were about to be called upon for a mission.
"Yes, master?" Fudge asked, already smiling.
"Looks like you already know what to do," he said to Fudge. He had no doubt that the slime had been eavesdropping on their conversation this entire time. So, Fudge knew the situation even if he didn't explain it to him.
"Fudge. Find that evidence for us," Michael said to him hesitantly.
Max and the twin royals looked at the violet slime and couldn't help but express their doubt.
"Michael, is this your tamed monster?" Prince Harry asked. "And are you commanding him to infiltrate Uncle Jack's mansion?"
