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.

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

This gesture meant that

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

Blood gushed out instantly.

to do. “I’m sorry.

of his hand and smiled at

subordinate to summon the military doctor. Although the cut was not deep, it was still bleeding. I

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

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

was confused, and then Rufus’

to get an opportunity to get

Rufus gave a dry cough, reminding me to restrain

power was naturally strong, and Edwin was powerful in his own right. The military doctor applied two band-aids

for something… less pink?” Edwin stared

looked a little embarrassed. “The regular ones have been used up. As you know, sold*iers are injured often in daily training, so the band-aids are consumed very quickly. How about I

thanks,” Edwin’s tone was monotonous, his expression

the band-aids for one more moment. He quickly removed them and slipped them into his pocket. He did this stealthily,

saw it, and I