Hans Port, near the Cat Hole Tavern. When Jason approached, Peters leapt directly from the rooftop, landing in front of Jason. Peters said, devoted to his duty. “Gerard invites you to a late-night supper.” The Cat Hole Swordsman frowned, his pride making it impossible for him to get along with someone who had destroyed one of their styles. It was an adventure story with a touch of suspense. The introduction stated: This is a story about three friends who went on an adventure in an old mansion in the deep mountains and eventually found a treasure. “This looks a bit generic, doesn’t it?” Dennise furrowed her brows while looking at the introduction. If it was published, it must have something exceptional about it. With that thought in mind, Dennise decided to keep reading. And soon, she was hooked. The story might have been cliché, but the writing was compelling enough to make even a cliché story engaging. However, the engrossed Dennise hadn’t noticed that two ghostly figures were slowly appearing in her room. Shattered armor, broken swords, and ethereal bodies were all telling tales of these ghostly figures as soldiers fallen in battle. “Easier than I thought!” The backbone of the Abandonment Sect from Hans Port was controlling two ‘Undead War Spirits’, and with their aid, he could clearly see everything in the room. A hint of smugness was in the heart of this Abandonment Sect enforcer. The defensive strength of the holiday cottage was less than he had expected. Some of the preparations he had made were unnecessary, as his two ‘Undead War Spirits’ had already gotten inside. Looking at Dennise in the room, the Abandonment Sect’s enforcer directed the ‘Undead War Spirits’ to kill Dennise. Unlike ordinary ghosts. ‘Undead War Spirits’, due to the special nature of their own deaths, were born with the ability to harm the living much like Evil Spirits, and they were far superior in combat as well. It could be said that ‘Undead War Spirits’ were an enhanced version of Evil Spirits. They had reached another level entirely. Even the Abandonment Sect, which specialized in the undead, had only a small number of Fierce Spirits. Each one was a precious combat force. In fact, the deployment of ‘Undead War Spirits’ was considered a high standard of combat. At least for this enforcer of the Abandonment Sect. This was his first time directing ‘Undead War Spirits’ in combat. So while he was feeling smug, he remained vigilant. Silently and slowly, the two ‘Undead War Spirits’ approached Dennise, raising the broken swords in their hands. Dennise shouted loudly. The Abandonment Sect enforcer was startled. Could this seemingly ordinary girl be a hidden master? His thoughts spun rapidly as the Abandonment Sect enforcer quickly ordered the two ‘Undead War Spirits’ to stop and become invisible. In his haste, the first-time enforcer of the ‘Undead War Spirits’ unwittingly made a slight noise. Confused, Dennise looked up, glancing around. Just moments ago, she had been so engrossed in the book that she unconsciously put herself in the shoes of the protagonist and blurted out the words from the book. With a cheeky grin, Dennise lowered her head to continue reading. Unwittingly, words from Dennise’s mouth bubbled forth now and then, accompanied by occasional gestures. The backbone of the Abandonment Sect witnessed this scene. Was it just a coincidence a moment ago? The adversary wasn’t too certain now and, after hesitating, he once again sent the two ‘Undead War Spirits’ into motion. Slowly, the two ‘Undead War Spirits’, who had condensed their aura, approached Dennise. Suddenly, the two ‘Undead War Spirits’ were controlled into disappearing once again. “Was there such a surprising twist?” Dennise couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration. This time, the backbone of the Abandonment Sect could finally confirm that the person before him was just a harmless individual engrossed in a novel. “Undead War Spirits, attack!”