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Maxwell approached Maria very slowly and took her in his arms. her clothes were stained with blood, but he cared little for her, her arms trembled as she held the woman who for a long time was her faithful lover.

With a very hurt and a little hesitant look he touched Maria's belly and watched as she slowly stopped breathing as she watched him with a pleading look.

Maxwell's lips twitched briefly, wanting to say something to him, but nothing came out of his mouth. He looked to the side where her mother had a lifeless gaze staring at nothing with a huge, hideous cut across her throat.

With his arms still trembling, Maxwell cradled Maria against her chest, clenched his teeth and tried with all his might not to cry. There was a brief second in which he slightly raised his gaze only to see the shattered Ana in tears and lowered her head in shame.

He couldn't face her, when he couldn't even protect Maria from her.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha." Marcus laughed when he saw him in such a state. "That happens to you for interfering with my plans, although I have to admit that I did not think you were the one who caused me the most trouble." Marcus coughed a little before standing up leaning against the wall and grabbing the side of his body.

"Shut." Maxwell replied.

"But seriously. You don't think I'm trying to take over the family with some petty guards? Do you?" Marcus laughed again as he ignored his words.

"I told you to shut up !!" Maxwell raised his arm and pointed at him. Then a very thick bolt of electricity flashed at high speed in his direction.

But seconds before hitting him, he was stopped by a thick shield of ice that appeared out of nowhere.

Footsteps were heard in the distance, for moments later a large group of people appeared in the dining room. All with full body plate armor covering them. What immediately caught Maxwell's attention was the shield engraved on them, a blue fish floating above blue waters and a clear sky.

Lawather !!

As if to confirm his suspicions, several finely dressed men walked slowly and pompously into the dining room.

"Hello boy." Julian smiled. "We meet again."

The old lawather did not come alone, with him came about 20 fully armed guards and about 10 knights.

Gentlemen!!

This was not a term that anyone could use, only those noble descendants who in turn had no hope of inheriting a territory while being very strong on their own could lift this title.

"You don't mean to say anything?" A lanky young man yelled at Julian's side with clear gloat in his voice. One of his arms and legs was missing and he could only support himself with the help of a crutch, but he still looked at Maxwell happily. "We already told you, right? The Lawather we always remember."

The young man was Geremias that Maxwell had long ago crippled. But his words seemed to fall on deaf ears, Maxwell paid no attention to his screams and gently placed Maria on the ground. Her legs gave a bit as she tried to get up and he walked alongside the body of one of the guards he had killed. Each of Maxwell's movements were slow and harmless but that did not make anyone lower their guard, not before such a monster.

When Maxwell reached down to grab a sword from the ground and drew it at eye level, they all realized they had made a serious mistake.

The mistake of enraging a beast !!

There was no word, no scream, or a warning before Julian felt a bolt of lightning pass him, making his hair stand on end with static. His most instinctive reaction at the time was to create a full body ice armor to defend himself, in addition to that he removed the ice shield with which he defended Marcus and used it to defend himself.

It only took a second for Julian to hear the sound of metal hitting metal and a great force pushing him back.

With his heart beating at a thousand an hour he backed away as far as he could and raised his head to see what exactly had happened.

What he saw shocked him deeply. The geremias head was still spinning through the air along with one of Marcus's arms screaming in pain on the ground and a child bathed in blue rays staring cold and deep at him.

Julian gulped in fear but the next second he unleashed his magic to its full extent. The floor of the room was covered with fine ice and several ice swords formed around it.

"Attack him with everything you have !! Don't be fooled by his boyish appearance, he's more dangerous than any enemy we've fought before." He yelled as he reinforced his ice armor with several more layers as a precaution.

Maxwell coldly scanned the room and looked at the few people in his family who were still alive.

"Run away !!" It was the only thing he could say before feeling how several horses unleashed magic from him in his direction. Activating his [speed of lightning] Maxwell could clearly see how spikes of stones rose in his direction, he jumped as an instinctive act but he was received in the air by several fireballs and water whips. While in the air and unable to dodge, Maxwell received the full attack, which sent him crashing into the wall.

With a very severe backache and with several burns on his arms, Maxwell got up and before the still expectant looks of his enemies he ran like a madman in the direction of Julian, raised his sword and lowered it with immense hope to divide that annoying old man. in two. But his sword collided with the sturdy armor he had created around his body.

Maxwell's eyes widened in surprise, I never expected the ice armor to be so strong. The speed with which maxwell was moving was so great that anything that will collide with his sword should split in half as the geremias head detached from his body, it all felt like cutting butter with a hot knife, maxwell He felt practically no resistance as did Marcus's arm.

To make matters worse the sword flew out of Maxwell's hand but not before leaving him with a large bleeding wound and a totally numb arm. At his speed, Maxwell slid through the thin layer of ice until he crashed into the wall on the other side.

When Maxwell raised his head he saw dozens of ice swords, fireballs, beats of water and even a whirlwind of wind heading in his direction, not to mention that the ground where he was slowly began to deform.

Am I going to die like this?