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.

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

spread through me. This gesture meant that Leonard had completely

Edwin raised his hand at the

Blood gushed out instantly.

away the dagger, unsure of what to do. “I’m sorry. I

back of his hand and smiled at

the military doctor. Although the cut was not deep, it was still bleeding. I rummaged in my pocket,

this moment, Rufus, who was standing behind me, extracted a handkerchief

in a few minutes and tended to

moment, I was confused, and then Rufus’ meaning hit me.

would take forever for me to get an opportunity to get Edwin’s blood

dry cough, reminding me to

instantly understood what he meant. 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

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

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

Edwin’s tone was monotonous,

be unable to stand the band-aids for one more moment. He quickly removed them and

saw it, and I was taken