Chapter 62 Mossak: I have two pieces of news. One is good news...

"I don't know when Mr. Geralt came to Sintra last time. Sintra has changed a lot in the past few years. I will take you to places you have never been to before."

"The last time I came here was about ten years ago, when Pavetta was still here."

House said in surprise: "Ah... have you actually seen Princess Pavetta?"

Swader patted House and said, "Don't let the topic go too far. There is a new place called 'Rose Garden' in Sintra in recent years. How about we take you there to see it?"

Geralt looked at the "understanding" looks in the two attendants' eyes, then looked at the familiar money bag embroidered with vines and leaves, but hesitated to speak.

"Then, let's go!"

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Sintra Palace, Ciri's expression is very bad.

There was a dull pain in her butt, and now her whole body was forcibly pressed to the chair, unable to move.

The waiters all bowed and said yes, but the painter lowered his head and kept his hands.

Shirley's eyes suddenly lit up.

In fact, she is much better than the lioness.

"Yeah!" Xili held the swallow stabbing sword in her arms and refused to let go.

Shirley pursed her lips.

——"Lioness".

This is the smile, this is the smile!

Mossak stood up cheerfully and said to the painter and the servants and nuns in the room: "You have been busy for so long, please take a rest."

Lann looked at Ciri's awkward walking posture and tried not to laugh too much. We couldn't talk about butts in this situation.

As a grandmother, she prefers to find a way out for her granddaughter.

Mossak nodded solemnly: "The North has not encountered a war of this scale for a long time. The four kingdoms despised Nilfgaard and were unwilling to send troops, or they were happy to see Cintra, who was faintly threatening to them, in the war.

Losing troops and destroying generals."

Let's review again, what is Queen Calanthe's nickname?

At this moment, a guard at the door sang loudly: "Lord Lannister has arrived!"

The gloomy painter was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became excited.

Queen Calanthe, who is more proud than a lioness, will never admit that her country will be defeated by Nilfgaard; but as a wily politician, she knows the truth of three dens of cunning rabbits.

This was not the first time that the two of them walked together in the corridor of the royal family. Occasionally, one or two generals in a hurry would pass by in front of them, and they would whisper hello to the two of them. Lann and Mossak also returned the greetings.

No one has ever thought that a sword could be a suitable gift for a little lady. But Shirley was obviously not a "lady" in the traditional sense. She was fascinated by this stabbing sword, and joy almost overflowed from her eyes.

I believe that the people in the palace will not forget the fear that day when their ears were dominated by Ciri's screams, even many years later.

"Okay, okay." Mossak stepped forward and said, "Xili, you have to tell grandma that you have received the gift. I will tell Her Majesty the Queen to keep it with you, but you must also promise not to leave it with me."

Is it okay to pull it out when no one is watching?"

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This is a metaphorical title, and it does not mean that Queen Calanthe is really like a lioness.

"It's finished, "Cirella, Princess of Sintra"!" the painter shouted, "This is my best work!"

The story was not thrilling, but it still made Ciri, who was raised in a boudoir, look very bright. She couldn't help but jump up several times, grimacing in pain but not daring to scream out for fear of interrupting Lan.

The artist who painted Ciri's portrait saw it and painted it.

After a little leaning.

After the story was finished, Ciri excitedly pulled out the little sword, stretched out her little finger and touched the sword curiously and timidly.

Has anyone ever seen a lioness hunting?

Shirley saw it.

This is not just about finding allies against Nilfgaard.

After teaching Ciri a lesson, Calanthe made plans to betroth the little princess to a prince from another country.

"Isn't the form not very optimistic?" Lan asked tentatively.

A few days ago, Mossack and Ciri opened the portal back to Sintra, and met Queen Calanthe and her husband King East who had been waiting for a long time.

Smiling and touching Ciri's head, Mossak turned to Lan and said, "I'll take you to see the Queen and King first. They guessed that you would definitely come to see Ciri and told me to meet him."

Just take them there and find them."

"Let me tell you, this sword turns out to be a steel sword used by demon hunters to slay demons. The crystal on it is..."

Ninety percent of the content on the canvas in front of him has been completed: the magnificent palace is the background, the dignified and elegant dress is the embellishment, and the petite and cute figure has already been laid out on the paper.

No one in the palace saw the painter again.

Shirley hugged her lovingly, while Lan looked on with a smile.

Shirley jumped up happily: "Lan!"

"Did you get beaten?"

"A gift." Lann reached out and handed over the sword box.

If you can't draw it, the painter really can't draw it.

Lan came in from the door. He was wearing a gorgeous and slim-fitting court dress, and he was holding a finely carved sword box packaged in the style of a gift box in his arms.

After reading the first version of "Cirella, Princess of Cintra", Queen Calanthe, who has a bold personality, laughed at Ciri loudly all morning.

Mossak sat aside and watched the excitement with a smile. Since he refused to use magic to treat Ciri's butt, Ciri didn't pay much attention to him.

However, Xili was not in a beautiful mood after having just been beaten; her mood was even less beautiful when her butt was spanked and had to sit on the stool for a long time; after knowing why she was still sitting on the stool for a whole day after being beaten, Xili

The expression... how should I put it...

Opening the sword box, there lay quietly the small bayonet that Lan had planned to give to Ciri. It was made from the steel sword of the Cat Sect Demon Hunter. The decorative crystal fragments dotted on it were the ones Lan had absorbed.

Crystal of clean magic.

Only the princess's face was blank.

"I'm going to name it 'Swallow'!"

Do you know what a ten-year-old girl would look like if she was owed five million crowns?

Now, the second painter faced Princess Cirilla, who seemed to be owed ten million crowns, with a frown on her face.

Therefore, Calanthe ordered the court painter to draw a portrait for Ciri called "Cirella, Princess of Cintra". He planned to send the painted portrait to other countries.

Lan nodded and the two walked out of the room together.

Shirley wanted to jump up with joy.

"Fortunately, we still have reinforcements from Skellig."

Lann's face was solemn, time was really running out, and the Sword of Damocles hovering above his head was already shaking and about to fall.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. It's impossible for the queen to let you go to the battlefield anyway." Mossak shook his head with a smile and said to Lan, "Speaking of which, I have two pieces of good news for you."

"The first one: I asked my fellow druids in Toussaint, and they finally discovered the remains of Thomas Moreu's secret laboratory in the Sansredo River in the Valley of the Nine. At first, they wanted to continue exploring,

Who knew that a portal suddenly opened, and a large number of water ghosts and drowned ghosts poured out of it, so in the end we had to let it go."
Chapter completed!