The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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.

Leonard nodded with a smile and replied, "You are my student. You 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 can also have unexpected advantages. Make good use of it and it can be your good assistant on the battlefield."

Happiness spread through me. This gesture meant that Leonard had completely accepted me.

I swung the dagger randomly in the air. Unexpectedly, Edwin raised his hand at the same time, and the sharp blade slashed the back of his hand.

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dagger, unsure of what to do. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean

hand and smiled

summon the military doctor. Although the cut was not

rummaged in my pocket, wanting to find a

handkerchief from his pocket and handed

tended to Edwin's gash.

and then Rufus' meaning hit me. My heart soared

opportunity to get Edwin's blood for the paternity test, but now,

cough,

suppressed my smile and glanced

strong, and Edwin was powerful in his own right. The

it for something... less pink?" Edwin stared at the band-aids on his

often in daily training, so the band-aids are consumed very quickly. How about I apply the ones with the yellow pigs

tone was monotonous, his expression

military doctor left, Edwin seemed to be 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 thief,

it, and I was

pretended to be serious and coughed as if nothing

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