Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage-Novel

The eldest daughter of the Wester Clan held the esteemed position of the clan's heir, despite her youth. Her standing within the clan was also very high.

For the sake of her safety, she was assigned several guards who covertly followed her, ensuring that they remained undetected.

In fact, the one who had shown up was the weakest of her guards. There were still many who were invisible. They were much stronger than the guard who approached Gabriel.

Even though the other powerful Guards were invisible, hiding all their traces to an extent where even their young mistress didn't know about their presence, but they couldn't stay hidden from Gabriel.

Upon sighting the horses, Gabriel quickly took notice of the guards discreetly trailing nearby.

Upon observing the high level of the guards, Gabriel couldn't help but pay more attention to the Wester Clan, recognizing it as a clan with some depth.

Regardless, he had no desire to harm the guards as he deemed them unimportant in his overall goal. He instead focused his attention on a much larger objective.

Unfortunately, not everyone was the same.

Unlike him, the Goddess of Nature was slightly short-tempered. She was quite frustrated by the behavior of the red-haired woman. She intended to teach her a lesson, to calm herself.

As the horses approached, a solitary vine discreetly emerged from the ground unnoticed by the others. Its impeccable timing allowed it to strike the horse's leg, catching everyone off guard as they were focused on Gabriel instead.

Bang~

As the horse stumbled and fell onto the ground, the red-haired woman was taken aback by the sudden turn of events. However, her quick reflexes kicked in, and she leaped off the horse just in time, avoiding any injuries.

The Vine, however, vanished without a trace as if it had never existed.

The woman with fiery red hair touched down on the ground with grace and agility. She wore a look of disappointment on her face as she watched her brother and the rest of the racers disappear into the distance, leaving her trailing behind. Despite her natural talent, she knew it was a futile effort to catch up with her injured horse.

"Don't worry, dear sister. I'll wait for you back at home!" In the distance, a young man's voice could be heard, taunting and full of mirthful laughter.

The woman's frustration boiled over as she watched her brother depart, causing her to tightly clench her fist. In a burst of rage, she struck the horse's head with a forceful stomp, tragically causing its instantaneous death, as if the animal was somehow to blame for her devastating defeat.

Despite the unfortunate incident of her horse falling, she did not attribute it to the influence of any magical power. Reasoning that she did not feel any magical aura around her during the fall, she simply blamed her equine companion for not being up to the task.

"Argh! That bastard!" She let out a loud roar of frustration, her anger already reaching its boiling point. She couldn't help but feel regret for not setting any rules for this bet, which only intensified her frustration.

Since there were no rules, then her loss couldn't be challenged. She had indeed lost the right to her invitation. In the end, she couldn't do anything but follow the bet that was approved by her father!

Despite having killed the horse, her rage persisted as she directed her attention toward Gabriel and his companions.

Before, she had ignored them due to her busy race and didn't want to waste too much time, but the situation had changed now.

"Did you really have to mess with her?" Gabriel spoke in a hushed voice that only the Goddess of Nature could hear.

"She was too arrogant. I had to make her suffer a little," the Goddess of Nature replied.

Gabriel let out a sigh, feeling that the other person he was communicating with was still acting immaturely. Despite that, he carried on with the secret communication method they were using.

Yulia, with her striking red hair, strode towards Gabriel, displaying signs of annoyance, yet her primary focus seemed to be directed towards Jia, who had intercepted her attack earlier.

Yulia expressed her frustration, "If you hadn't interrupted me, I wouldn't have fallen. And now, nothing can make up for my loss, not even your lives."

Even though she acted as if their lives weren't enough, she still intended to kill them all. Previously, she would've at least tried to find out their identity, but now she was so angry, she didn't think twice.

"Kill them all," she commanded her guard.

The guard nodded in response. In his eyes, it was easy to kill these people.

"Yael Clan."

Just as the guard was about to attack, Jia spoke. Even though she only said two words, they were enough to make the guard pause, looking in the direction of Yulia.

Yael Clan wasn't just a name. It was the name of the strongest Clan in the Southern World. The region under their control was more than ten times the size of the Wester Clan!

As for the strength, the Yael Clan was so strong that the Wester Clan couldn't even be compared. Even though the Yael Clan didn't have any conflict with them, it was also because they didn't need to.

Even though the Yael Clan was apprehensive of the Wester Clan's relationship with the Southern General, but if they accidentally killed an heir, then it was unlikely that the Yael Clan was going to stay silent!

Even the Southern General might not intervene in a war with the Yael Clan since it could only weaken the Southern World even more. Moreover, it could only help the other Generals in the process!

Even Yulia frowned in response. "You're from the Yael Clan?"

She did remember hearing that the youngest son of the Yael Clan Master was born with a unique physique that made it impossible for him to use magic.

However, she didn't quite believe that Gabriel was that person. If it was a Yael Clan heir, then there was no way that the guard would only be a Demigod-level person.

"Master is the youngest son of the Yael Clan," Jia said. "Azen Yael."