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.

to thank me. I have also given you this dagger as a weapon of self-defense. Sometimes, a small weapon like this can also have unexpected advantages. Make good use of it

gesture meant

Edwin raised his hand at the same time,

Blood gushed out instantly.

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

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

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

a handkerchief from his pocket and

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

was confused, and then Rufus’ meaning hit me. My heart soared with

to get Edwin’s blood for the paternity test, but

dry cough, reminding

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 two band-aids with pink strawberry patterns

you change it for something… less pink?” Edwin stared at the band-aids on his hand with a

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 ones with the yellow pigs

was

removed them and slipped them into his pocket. He did this stealthily, as if he was

and I