Chapter 65 The Whereabouts of the Bloodthirsty Sword (Page 2/2)

"I remember now, Frank."

"That was when I was six years old. One day I went to my grandmother's bedroom and saw her holding something carefully in her arms."

"Then, I don't know what mechanism was touched, and a secret door appeared on the wall of the bedroom."

"I secretly followed my grandmother in, but I only had time to take a few glances before

I was caught by my grandmother." "I was severely punished that day and was not allowed to eat dinner. Thanks to Grandpa Easter's plea, I was not spanked."

As he spoke, little Xili showed an embarrassed expression on his face, as if he was ashamed of his behavior when he was young.

"It's been many years since this happened, but I still vaguely remember that in that secret room, in addition to several large boxes, the sword you showed me was sealed in a metal box, and it seemed to be sealed by magic, and there were several other items around it."

Frank was very surprised when he heard this, because he knew that this must be the secret treasure of the royal family recorded in many stories, the hidden treasure room and other top secrets.

In the world of magic and nobility, this is indeed a very normal thing. Even many wealthy businessmen and nobles will secretly build a secret room to hide some shameful things.

"This is really good news, little Ciri."

"I will prepare a gift for you later. Tell me what you want."

Frank reached out and hugged little Ciri in his arms, and then kissed her on her little face.

This news is definitely good news worth celebrating for him, not only because he knows the whereabouts of a powerful holy weapon, but also because he knows where the secret treasure of the Cintra royal family is.

If it has not been discovered by the Nilfgaard army, the treasures inside will definitely be of astonishing value.

After being kissed on the cheek, little Ciri immediately stretched out her hand and gently slapped Frank on the face twice, like a kitten with its fur standing up.

After twisting her body to break free from the witcher's arms, she did not forget to make a face at Frank.

Frank was not angry either. He watched the little girl run to Vanessa's side with a smile and continue to practice swordsmanship with her friends.

He knew very well that there was definitely a lot of hatred in little Ciri's heart, that was hatred for Nilfgaard and the enemies who killed her relatives.

That's why this little girl was so strong and so focused on practicing swordsmanship.

Little Ciri now is completely different from a few months ago. She is no longer a delicate and hesitant little princess, but a little warrior with high morale. She works hard every day and does not need anyone to urge her. She is more diligent and serious than most children.

Her talent is outstanding. Little Ciri, who has the blood of the ancients, is not inferior to ordinary boys even in swordsmanship talent. Vanessa, who is the same age as her, is no match for little Ciri.

Frank did not hide anything from these two apprentices. He had been training them wholeheartedly. The herbs and other materials he had spent on them probably exceeded hundreds of crowns.

However, the little girl could not really become a demon hunter after all. Although swordsmanship and physical skills were all-purpose abilities, there was absolutely no harm in learning them.

But in the future, the two little girls would definitely take other more promising paths.

Frank closed the ancient book in his hand and made a decision in his heart.

If the royal treasure of Cintra really existed, he would not keep it all to himself after finding it. Except for the dangerous blood-drinking sword, half of all other treasures would belong to little Ciri.

Even if the little girl could not use it now, he would keep it for her and hand it over to her at the right time.