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Chapter 123 I'll Give You a Peace Talisman

as predicted.

When Erin drove the Aston Martin into the parking lot in front of the school, he could see Shermo, the head of student affairs, chatting with the security guard at the school gate.

At the same time that Erin saw Headmaster Shermo, Shermo also saw Erin getting out of the Aston Martin.

After witnessing this scene.

Dean of Students Shermo couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

Good guy.

Aston Martin DB7 Vantage!

Almost at first glance, Shermo, a sports car enthusiast, recognized this luxury sports car that had been sought after by countless people since its debut.

Shermo had once fantasized about driving this sports car, speeding down the road and eliciting screams from the crowd, but the high price of the Aston Martin DB7 Vantage meant it was something he could never afford.

However, he never expected that the Aston Martin DB7 Vantage, which he himself couldn't afford, would be seen on one of his students today.

snort!

Because of the sports car, Shermo decided that he would definitely teach this kid who didn't follow the school rules a lesson later.

Make him understand how serious it is to skip class.

but.

When Director Shermore saw Erin get out of the car and walk quickly toward him, his eyes inexplicably became unfocused.

next second.

Shermo found that he couldn't get angry at all, even though he wanted to. Especially when he saw the smile on Erin's face, a feeling of warmth welled up inside him.

In the blink of an eye.

A strange thought inexplicably arose in Shermo's mind.

It doesn't seem like a big deal that Erin skipped class today.

Considering it's his first offense, if he can give a convincing reason, let's let him off the hook for now!

Almost at the same time that Shermo had this idea.

Erin walked up to Shermore and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Director Shermore, I was at Mr. Tony Stark's villa last night when something happened that delayed me quite a bit. Plus the journey, so... Anyway, I'm sorry I'm late today."

Seeing Erin sincerely apologizing in front of him, Dean Shermo's expression softened even more.

Yesterday at Tony Stark's villa, does that mean Arryn really encountered that big thing that happened last night?

So that's how it is. I was wondering why a good student like Erin would skip class for no reason.

Having found a suitable reason for himself, Shermo looked at Erin and said, "Never mind, it's good that you're alright. You can go back to class now. Remember to go to the registrar's office this afternoon and get a leave slip."

After saying that, Shermo patted Erin on the shoulder, then stepped aside to let Erin enter the school.

"Okay, thank you, Director Shermo!"

After thanking Shermo, Erin darted past him and quickly entered the campus.

The security guard standing next to Sherman, who had been waiting to see how Sherman would deal with Erin, stared wide-eyed in disbelief upon seeing this.

When did this old man Shelmo become so easy to talk to?

Besides, wasn't he just planning to deal with that kid properly?

How could you let him go so easily in the blink of an eye?

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the other side.

As Erin entered the campus, he slowly dissipated the spiritual energy that had been gathered in his eyes.

He had just used some hypnotic techniques to increase Shermo's positive feelings towards him and to some extent changed his mind, which is why he was able to pass Shermo's gate so easily and enter the school.

Hypnosis is indeed a very effective method for dealing with ordinary people who lack strong mental fortitude!

This ability is virtually impossible to defend against when you're unaware of it.

After a moment of reflection, Erin's lips curled into a slight smile, and she quickened her pace, heading towards her classroom.

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When Erin arrived at the school, it was already close to noon.

This morning's classes have now reached their final session.

Fortunately, it happened to be a self-study period for Erin's class.

Without a teacher's supervision.

Erin returned to her seat without incident.

Before Erin could even sit down, the chubby boy Doug, who was closest to Erin, leaned over and asked, "Erin, why are you only arriving now? I thought you weren't coming today either."

"I'd like to too, but Director Shermo already had someone call my house. How could I not come?"

Upon hearing the headmaster's name, chubby Doug shrank back, then gave Erin a sympathetic look, his eyes seeming to say something.

Good heavens, you're in big trouble now that that old man has his eye on you.

Ignoring the chubby boy's gaze, Erin tidied up her desk briefly, then took out a textbook from the drawer that was the same as everyone else's, opened it, and placed it on her seat.

At this moment, the chubby boy next to Erin seemed to remember something. He took out several folded amulets from his pocket, then handed one to Erin.

Looking at the talisman in front of him, which resembled a scribble that looked incredibly intimidating but possessed no extraordinary power, Erin turned to the chubby boy and asked, "A talisman? Why did you give me this?"

Upon hearing this, the chubby boy leaned closer to Erin and whispered, "It seems like something dirty has been going on around 13th Street lately. Quite a few people have died. My mom was worried about me, so she went to a master to get some amulets. I'll give you one to keep you safe."

"Although I don't really believe in the masters my mom talks about, wearing amulets should at least have some effect... After all, I paid for them."

As he fiddled with the amulet in his hand, Erin's brow furrowed slightly.

The 13th Street that the chubby guy mentioned is also a street in Chinatown, and it happens to be located in the lower part of Chinatown.

It wasn't close to the Erin family's house, but it wasn't far either.

Why haven't I heard about the accident over there?

"Big Dog, do you know exactly what happened on 13th Street?"

The chubby boy shook his head: "I don't know much either. I heard that people have been dying for no reason almost every day in the past few days on 13th Street. More than a dozen people have died so far, and the way each of them died was very strange and terrifying, as if they were suffocated to death."

"It's said that in order to quell the panic among the residents of that street, the community invited a master to perform a ritual yesterday, but it was of no use. This morning, someone still died. When I went out today, my mother specifically told me not to go near that area recently. I thought you usually live alone and might not know, so I'm telling you and giving you a good luck charm."

(End of this chapter)