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

through me. This gesture meant that

the air. Unexpectedly, Edwin raised his hand at the same

Blood gushed out instantly.

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

and smiled at me. “It’s not your fault. I was

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

Rufus, who was standing behind me, extracted a handkerchief from his pocket

a few minutes and tended to Edwin’s gash.

and then Rufus’ meaning hit me. My heart soared

to get

cough, reminding me

and glanced at Edwin guiltily. Werewolves’ healing power was naturally strong, and Edwin was powerful in

change it for something… less pink?” Edwin stared at

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

tone was monotonous, his

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 he was a

it, and I was