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.

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

meant that Leonard had completely

in the air. Unexpectedly, Edwin raised his hand at

Blood gushed out instantly.

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

covered the back of his hand and smiled at

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

this moment, Rufus, who was standing behind me, extracted a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to

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

and then Rufus’ meaning hit me.

me to get an opportunity to get Edwin’s blood for the

cough, reminding me to restrain my

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

pink?” Edwin stared at the band-aids on his hand

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 apply the

thanks,” Edwin’s tone was

for one more moment. He quickly removed them and slipped them into his

saw it, and