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.

me. I have also given you this dagger as a weapon of self-defense. Sometimes, a

spread through me. This gesture meant that

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

Blood gushed out instantly.

dagger, unsure of what to do. “I’m sorry. I didn’t

covered the back of his hand and smiled at me. “It’s not

was not deep, it was still bleeding. I rummaged in my pocket, wanting to find a handkerchief to cover Edwin’s

behind me, extracted a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it

tended to Edwin’s gash. Rufus took back the handkerchief and winked at

moment, I was confused, and then Rufus’

take forever for me to get an opportunity to get

gave a dry cough, reminding

I suppressed my smile and glanced at Edwin guiltily. Werewolves’ healing power was naturally strong, and Edwin was powerful in his

something… less pink?” Edwin stared at the band-aids on

up. As you know, sold*iers are injured often in daily training, so the

Edwin’s tone was monotonous, his expression

removed them and slipped them into his pocket. He did

and I was taken