Daily News: Insect Girls' Heavy Dependence

"Murder! Murdering your own husband!"

...resurrected once again.

In the dream world, Yekaterin amplified her actual abilities a hundredfold! How could Richard possibly escape her pursuit?

Until she bullied Richard and got her fill of bullying.

She then dropped her rapier and squatted down, looking at the guy lying on the ground with concern.

However, his tone was quite amusing:

"Are you done? You can't even last eighteen times? Can't you give it your all? Ah~ Richard Richard Richard Riman~~"

"What a cruel heart...you could kill me eighteen times over."

Richard was weak and listless; he was still feeling some palpitations.

Yekaterin waved her hand in front of his eyes, then pinched Richard's nose:

"Didn't I cancel out my pain sensation? You're not in pain, so there's no need to be so fussy, right?"

"???" Richard: "Who told you I wasn't in pain?"

"...!" Yekaterin: "Oh no? I only canceled my own pain sensation!?"

"what!"

Richard yelled and resentfully withdrew from Yekaterin's dream world.

I'm done playing!

……

Back to reality, inside the carriage.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault..." Yekalin also woke up from her sleep.

She looked at Richard, who was lying on the soft couch with a somewhat vacant look in his eyes, and didn't know how to comfort him.

After all, he was chased and killed eighteen times.

Even if the Fourteen-Winged Killer Knight's belt contains a pain-relieving bug, it's not a pain-free bug.

Hey! Pay attention to me.

He shook Richard again.

"Hoo~ Hoo~ Hoo~ Pay attention to me, please."

I blew into his ear again, but there was still no reaction.

If you ignore me, I'll ignore you too!

The Duchess issued an ultimatum.

Richard, as expected, fell for it: "Couldn't you have comforted me a little longer?"

Yekaterin was clearly in a better mood and no longer cared about Richard's increasingly audacious advances.

"Then how do you want me to comfort you?"

"Let me think about it..."

"You only have three seconds to think! It must be reasonable, no nonsense! Otherwise, it'll just lead to more trouble!"

Richard had clearly already thought of an answer, and grabbed Yekaterin.

whispered in her ear:

"I want to drink your painkiller!"

? !

"Huh!" I threw a pillow at him!

After a period of playful banter, Richard ultimately failed to succeed.

Richard played with his long black hair:

"By the way, how far is New Rome? Can our convoy really get there in two days?"

Seeing that he had finally brought up a serious topic, Yekalin didn't bother to argue about it anymore.

"It's over 1,500 kilometers, the convoy definitely can't get there in two days."

Not wanting Richard to ask another question, Yekaterin continued to explain:

"Of course, the convoy is only for ceremonial purposes and to transport goods. The convoy may not be able to get there, but that doesn't mean we can't."

Yekaterin drew back the curtains and found that the group had already left Umbria.

Ring ring.

He took out a small bell and shook it.

The two eight-legged horses pulling the carriage heard the command and began to leave the center of the procession, moving to the very front.

Those frequent, small, quick steps gradually transformed into normal strides.

Their four legs began to fold and contract against their abdomens. Meanwhile, the other four standing legs began to develop more muscles.

Then he strode off!

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Even inside the well-insulated carriage, Richard could faintly hear the sound of horses' hooves hitting the pavement and creating small dents.

Yekaterin knew that Richard was interested in these creatures:

"This type of horse is called the Eight-Legged White Night Star. It can reach speeds of up to 160 kilometers per hour. When running at full speed, it only uses four legs, and after reaching its limit, it will switch to the other set of legs..."

Richard was speechless, watching the rapidly changing scenery outside the window. It even felt like he was on a highway.

There are no highway guardrails, though. But thinking about it, it makes sense; what creature would dare to intercept a White Night Star Horse running at full speed...

"Can I have one of these horses? It would be so cool to ride one and do a knight's charge!"

Richard doesn't seem to have any qualms about living off women; if he likes one, he'll just ask the rich woman for it.

"Do you think this is some kind of cabbage? You're using it for a knight's charge. If even one of them dies, I'll be heartbroken..."

Richard interrupted her directly:

"Then I don't want it. I understand, Stormwind is currently at odds with the August family and definitely needs money..."

The guy's eyes were glistening with tears.

Even if Yekaterin knew he was faking it, she couldn't bring herself to be cruel.

"Oh dear! It's not that I don't want to buy it for you. Once this year's tax revenue comes in, and Stormwind sells a few hundred tons of ore, I'll get you one. Besides, it's been a while since I've been to the auction in New Rome..."

"An auction?" Richard stopped pretending to cry.

"Such rare items can only be bought at auctions. The eight-legged White Night Star Horse is essentially a domesticated insect beast... My two horses together are worth 800 million Dior coins, not including various taxes and insurance."

Yekalin gave an explanation and then began to remove her makeup.

I was so angry just now that I fell asleep so quickly that I didn't have time to pay attention to these things.

"400 million Dior per horse! This should be a late-stage, third-tier mature form, right?"

Richard gave an accurate prediction.

Yekaterin nodded:

"You can guess so accurately?"

Richard, pulling at his hair, said in a serious tone:

"Actually, it's not that hard to judge. Your ride is definitely the top-of-the-line kind. A fourth-tier insect beast should be worth more than 400 million Dio coins... The most important reason is that White Night Star is three meters tall and only has pure white, yellowish-white, and blue-white mane."

Listening to Richard's insightful analysis, Yekalin suddenly realized that this guy was quite talented in entomology.

I decided to test him further:

"Then guess again, how many Dio Coins is the Fourteen-Winged Devouring Knight Insect worth?"

This really stumped Richard.

Guessing rank based on value and guessing value based on rank are two different concepts...

However, he still began to analyze:

"Let's set aside the low-value first and second-tier insects for now. And the fourth-tier Silver Demon Insect itself..."

"Tier 3 modules of the Fourteen-Winged Devouring Knight Insect: Armor, Long Tongue, Air Sac, Giant Body, Pain Relief, Corrosion, Smell, Silver Wings x7, Blade Insects x2."

"A total of 16 Tier 3 cocoons. Taking the average, 16 x 50 = 8 million Dior coins."

"Considering that a second-tier insect is worth several thousand Dios and a third-tier insect is worth hundreds of thousands of Dios, the value of an insect increases 100 times with each tier it advances..."

"A fourth-tier insect is probably worth around ten million Dio coins... Two fourth-tier silver demon insect cocoons, taking the midpoint, would be one hundred million Dio coins?"

"A fourteen-winged Devouring Knight Insect, the raw materials alone are worth 110,000,000 Dio Coins?"

"Of course, this doesn't take into account the research value of the Glolo Cocoon technology. So, like the Essence Insect Fluid, it's meaningless to talk about its value in Dio Coins. This kind of thing is priceless in itself..."

After Richard finished his analysis.

But when I turned around, I found...

Yekalin had already removed her makeup and was asleep on the soft couch!

"Damn! Is she trying to give me something to do so she can sneak off to sleep?"