Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 425 A Gift from An Elder

Sylvia’s POV:

“Isn’t this dagger very important to you? You’ve always carried it around with you, haven’t you?” Edwin asked Leonard in surprise.

Leonard waved his hand disapprovingly and sighed, “This dagger used to accompany me in every battle and has saved me several times. To me, it was like a talisman. However, I can’t go on the battlefield anymore. It’s time to hand it down to the younger generation.”

I hadn’t expected this dagger to be so precious. For a moment, I was unsure if I should accept it or not.

Leonard chuckled and placed the dagger in my hand. “This is a gift from your elder. Take it.”

Mixed emotions flowed through me as I held the dagger in my hand. This was the first time an elder had given me a gift, and it was very special to me.

“Although it looks a little old, it’s still sharp. Don’t underestimate it.” With his hands clasped behind his back, Leonard looked congenial.

“Thank you,” I said in a soft voice.

replied, “You are my student. You don’t need to thank me. I have also given you this dagger as a weapon of self-defense. Sometimes, a small weapon

This gesture meant that Leonard

the air. Unexpectedly, Edwin raised his hand at the same time, and the sharp blade slashed the

Blood gushed out instantly.

hastily put away the dagger, unsure of what to do. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean

back of his hand and smiled at me.

cut was not deep, it was still bleeding.

who was standing behind me, extracted a handkerchief from

also arrived in a few minutes and tended to Edwin’s gash. Rufus took back the handkerchief and winked at

then Rufus’ meaning hit me. My

an opportunity to get Edwin’s blood for the paternity test, but

Rufus gave a dry cough, reminding me to restrain

I suppressed my smile and glanced at Edwin guiltily. Werewolves’ healing power was naturally strong, and Edwin was powerful in his own right. The military doctor applied two band-aids with pink strawberry patterns

stared at the band-aids on his hand

regular ones have been used up. As you know, sold*iers are injured often in daily training, so

tone was monotonous,

doctor left, Edwin seemed to be unable to stand the band-aids for one more moment. He quickly removed them and slipped them into his pocket. He did this stealthily, as if

and