Titan: A LitRPG Adventure (UnderVerse Book 4) Jez Cajiao (top ten books of all time TXT) 📖

and jogged away down a corridor, shouting out to those he passed to gather at the front of the ship in the clearing.

The escort I’d picked up since waking followed me, and I shook my head, well aware that this wasn’t going to work when we actually had things to do.

I gave a few quick orders, and most of them peeled off, all but one Legionnaire and Bane. The others began spreading the word and searching for some fliers to spread the message to those on the ships overhead.

I ran down corridors and jumped over crates and stacks of gear, always fighting to keep the armorers in sight, until I finally burst out into the main hold of the Battleship, took a left and then two rights, racing past the piles of boxes and gear, and then finally, I found it.

Fenris.

Oracle had been silent for a while, content to simply be present while I did things. I’d felt her working on a spell, so I hadn’t interrupted, but when she saw Fenris, she flew forward at speed, flipping over to land elegantly atop its head, her diminutive size meaning she managed to look comfortable as she perched on its forelock and stroked one ear.

“Isn’t he gorgeous?” she squealed, grinning at Thorn and the rest of the armorers and blacksmiths. They were slowly circling the enormous horse, checking the build and commenting quietly to each other as they went.

“Uh, Lord Jax…” Thorn said slowly. “Do you think you could make it move? We’d love to see how it works…”

“Yeah, look, I really haven’t got the time to fuck about, so… Fenris, follow the commands of Thornapple to move around inside this location. Do not leave this area without orders from Oracle or myself,” I commanded, then gestured to the armorer. “To be clear, this is Thornapple.” Fenris swung his head with a smooth whirring of gears and inspected her, making her take a step back before she let out a gasp.

“He’s beautiful…” she groaned. “Oh, to be able to make such magnificence…”

“Yeah, well, he’s useful, and a bastard of a thing to fight, I’ll say that.” I rubbed involuntarily at my chest , and she nodded absently. “Anyway… Inventory.” I concentrated, and the inventory opened before me, a grid system that was ten slots by ten, and was half full still. I looked over all the random crap that was still inside; the Jumna skins especially were just… weird-looking. I pulled one out and passed it to Thorn, who examined it curiously, then stared at me.

“What is this?” she asked, and I shrugged.

“Jumna skin, apparently. No idea what that is,” I admitted. She frowned in surprise, looking at it more closely.

“Really? Never thought I’d see one. Beats me how they do it, though…” she said and I looked at her questioningly. “They’re a luxury item, sir, nothing we’d get intentionally. They need to be processed somehow, not something I know how to do, but they make, uh, interesting underwear out of them? For the noble ladies?” she hinted, then smiled with amusement. “And the men, occasionally. I used to have a friend, Matt… who swore his old lover wore them for him. Said they took turns with them, but then Matt died. I had to tell his boyfriend about the death, and he... well, he didn’t take it well. Punched me in the face and stormed off, said if Matt couldn’t be bothered to admit he didn’t want to be with him anymore, he could burn in hell.”

“So, his boyfriend died, and he didn’t believe you?” I asked, and she nodded. “Huh. Had that happen to me once.” I frowned and rubbed my cheek. “Well, I say that… her friend told me it was over because she didn’t want to do it herself. Not quite the same, I know.”

“What did you do?” Thorn asked.

“Slept with her sister the next night. She came home early and interrupted us; I got a hell of a slap for that one…” I admitted, grinning absently as I remembered the argument and her sister’s point that if she didn’t want me, it shouldn’t be an issue.

“Really?” She stared at me, shocked.

“What?” I asked. “I had a life before all this, you know.”

“Okay… just seems a bit... well, weird to hear about your sex life. More than the entire ship already has, I mean.”

“What?”  I asked slowly.

“Ah, forget I said anything, Lord Jax!” She quickly backed away as I tried to keep my cheeks from setting fire to my hair.

“Oracle…” I said, very quietly.

“Yes, Jax?” she asked sweetly, flying over to me.

“We need to soundproof our room. And the rest of the goddamn ship. As soon as possible, okay?”

“Oh, okay!” she said, totally unconcerned. “Are you done with Fenris?”

“Dammit, no.” I strode irritably back to the mechanical horse’s head, pulling the inventory back up, as it had closed when I got distracted. I was too flustered by thoughts of how many people had heard Oracle and I boinking to really concentrate, so I pulled up my bags alongside the Fenris storage. and started swapping things around. I started by dumping as much as I could, filling one bag with metals, then other trade goods and the various cooking and camp equipment I’d accumulated in my travels. I kept going until all I had remaining in storage was a few days’ worth of food, just in case, a first aid kit, a bedroll, my alchemy kit and the necessary reagents, and a dozen Health, Mana, and Stamina potions. I made a point of keeping four of each level available, which gave me four Common, four Greater, and four Special grade. Curious, I ‘Examined’ the Greater and Special, respectively, to see what the difference was.

Greater Health Infusion

Further Description Yes/No

Details:

This potion will restore 250 health points over 10 seconds

Rarity

Magical

Durability

Potency

Uncommon

No

100/100

7/10

Special: Potion of Restore Health

Further Description Yes/No

Details:

This is a ‘Special’ Grade potion, and as such has a secondary effect above and beyond the standard. This potion will restore 300 points