Red Devil: LitRPG Gamelit Harem Men's Adventure by Rex Mahon

Author:Rex Mahon [Mahon, Rex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Goldenfire Media, LLC
Published: 2024-06-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty

The palanquin stopped in front of a nondescript storefront.

“Shaelyn, help Braul into the store,” Yoth ordered. “We will return in an hour.”

I didn’t bother asking why or where he was going. Yoth seemed to be pissed off about something, and I needed time away from him right now. I was pissed that he hadn’t trusted me. I needed time to think about what had happened and to reassess my situation.

Climbing out of the palanquin, I discovered I could barely stand on my ankle. Pissed, I stumbled into the store. Immediately, Shaelyn slipped under my left arm and supported me. Then she opened the door and helped me hobble inside.

Apparently, she was serious about Yoth teaching her.

Two startled goblins turned and stared at me as we walked in. Plants filled almost every available space in the room, along with heat lamps.

“He’s House Manticore,” Shaelyn snapped. “His ankle is broken.”

Both goblins bowed.

House Manticore?

What the fuck was that?

And where were we?

“Bring your master this way, young miss,” the first goblin said. Bringing us into a back room, I saw tubs of crimson fluid bubbling in large vats that were dug into the floor. About three inches of wooden rim stuck up out of the floor, just enough to hold on to.

“Stick your leg into the serum, sir,” he directed. “It will sting a bit, but it will heal your injury.”

Shaelyn helped me sit down. Removing my boot, she pulled off my sock and rolled up my pants. Yoth’s order, to serve me, seemed to have sunk in. Trusting her would have been foolish, though. Only an hour earlier, she’d tried several times to kill me.

“You’ve got other injuries,” Shaelyn said, noticing my bruises for the first time.

“Take off your clothes and climb in,” she ordered. “I don’t want the master mad. He wants you healthy.”

I didn’t feel like cooperating, but I knew she was right. My ribs ached, even with my thicker skin. Plus, if I healed up, then I could level.

Sighing, I took off my ripped, blood-soaked shirt and jacket. Both of them looked like they’d gone through a war. Shaelyn knelt and helped me take my other boot off and my last sock. Waiting until she stepped back, I pulled off my pants, which were in even worse shape than my shirt. Stripping off my underwear, I heard Shaelyn let out a small gasp of appreciation.

Enjoying the attention, I slipped into the bubbling fluid.

Oh, fuck.

That was hot.

Grumbling, I slowly sank into the red goo, grimacing when my junk slid into the hot liquid. Gritting my teeth, I fully submerged myself. Sweat immediately beaded up on my forehead. Grunting, I leaned back and sighed. Damn, it was fucking hot.

“How long do I need to sit in this?” I grumbled.

“Until your leg and all the other injuries heal,” Shaelyn told me.

“How long?” I snapped. Stopping myself, I said, “Sorry.”

She nodded.

Her throat was bruising. Shit, I hated seeing my fingerprints on her neck. Glancing at her arms, I saw more purple and black bruises and scars, plenty of scars.

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