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The Angel's Staff in front of Eren seemed to resonate with his thoughts, trembling faintly.

Then, in a flash of silver light, it transformed into a radiant stream that merged into Eren's right arm.

When the silver light dissipated, a small, intricate tattoo appeared on his right arm.

It depicted a six-winged angel standing proudly with a war staff, exuding an aura of dominance.

Occasionally, a silver-white divine glow would ripple across the tattoo, adding a touch of sacredness to it.

At the same time...

A gentle, warm current flowed from Eren's right arm into his mind.

Looking at the six-winged angel tattoo on his arm, Eren suddenly understood.

This was how the Angel's Staff was sealed into his flesh and blood.

The process was far gentler than Eren had anticipated.

He had initially thought he might need to carve a bloody wound into his body and then "press" the Angel's Staff into it.

To his surprise, the actual process was much different.

And with the Angel's Staff transformed into a small tattoo, carrying it around became much more convenient for Eren.

Of course, there were pros and cons.

The Angel's Staff, in its tattoo form, had its abilities slightly diminished.

However, this did not matter much to Eren.

If he ever needed the full power of the Angel's Staff, he could summon it directly from his arm.

As Eren was experimenting with summoning the Angel's Staff and familiarizing himself with its abilities and the changes it brought, his phone suddenly rang.

Picking it up from the table, Eren saw that it was Gwen calling.

Pressing the answer button, Eren greeted warmly, "Good morning, Gwen!"

"Honestly, being dragged to the principal's office first thing in the morning isn't a great way to start my day!"

"Hmm? Don't tell me our model student Gwen was late. Otherwise, why would the principal be looking for you so early?"

On the other end of the line, Gwen rolled her eyes. "Sorry to disappoint you. If I were late, the principal would only be concerned about my health and whether something had happened."

Well, that's the privilege of being Midtown High's top student.

The stark difference in treatment was maddening.

After some playful banter, Gwen got to the point. "Actually, the principal called me in to ask if something had happened to you."

"Me?"

"Yes, we were all worried about you."

"Worried about me?"

Eren was even more puzzled.

"I only asked for a day off yesterday, but you didn't show up today either. Combined with the large-scale battle in New York last night and your connection with Ms. Pepper... well, we were worried something might have happened to you."

As it turned out...

Principal Shermo, who had been secretly browsing news in his office, immediately thought of Eren when he learned that Tony was Iron Man.

As one of the few staff members at Midtown High aware of Eren's connection to Pepper, Shermo grew increasingly concerned about Eren's absence.

After failing to reach Eren on his school-registered number, Shermo sought out Gwen, who had helped Eren take a day off yesterday.

Thankfully, Gwen didn't let him down.

Hearing Shermo's concerns, Gwen, who was also worried, stepped aside and dialed Eren's number.

The moment she heard his voice, the worry in her eyes began to fade.

Standing nearby, Shermo also relaxed visibly after learning that Gwen had reached Eren.

However, after his initial relief, Shermo's stern demeanor returned as he thought about Eren skipping class.

"Gwen," he said, walking over, "tell Eren this: since I became principal, Midtown High has never had a student skip class without a valid reason. I expect him in my office with an explanation."

After delivering his message, Shermo walked away, his footsteps noticeably lighter.

Once Shermo was out of sight, Gwen spoke into the phone, "You heard him. I suggest you think of a good reason before meeting him. Oh, and it seems like he's heading toward the school gates, probably to wait for you there. You'd better hurry up."

"???"

Eren was stunned for a moment.

After everything that had happened since yesterday, he had completely forgotten that Gwen had only asked for one day off on his behalf.

Great. Now he was caught red-handed.

With a wry smile, Eren said, "Thanks, Gwen. I'll handle it."

"I'm sure you will," Gwen replied with a chuckle before asking with a hint of concern, "But are you really okay, Eren?"

"Don't worry. I'm fine."

After a few more reassurances to ease Gwen's mind, Eren returned to his bedroom, changed into fresh clothes, grabbed the keys to his Aston Martin, and drove to Midtown High.

(End of Chapter)

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