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Guan Yu and the three undead swordsmen clashed, exchanging fierce blows. Wind whipped and steel flashed as the ground shattered under the force of their attacks.

One side sought to protect, the other to kill. Three against one, each with the skill and experience of a hero or patriarch of the Kim family. Even with Guan Yu\'s power, he could only hold his ground and protect Tae-sung.

Sword qi flew towards Tae-sung, but Guan Yu intercepted every strike, shielding the young man behind him.

"What are you waiting for? Run to the helipad!" Guan Yu shouted to Tae-sung.

Tae-sung nodded and sprinted towards the helipad. He didn\'t understand why his brother was trying to kill him, but he needed to ensure his safety first.

Seeing this, Kim Chang-wook signaled with a wave of his hand, and another undead swordsman closed in on Tae-sung. This was the one Kim Yuna had identified as the Sword Demon of Joseon.

Tae-sung turned to face the Sword Demon, attempting to parry, but the difference in skill was too great. Just then, a magic bullet whizzed towards the demon, trying to push it away, but the demon\'s grip was too strong for a mere bullet to redirect its force.

Clank!

Metal clashed. Patriarch Kim had arrived, blocking the Sword Demon\'s strike with his own sword. The angle was awkward, but he had used the Atlantean carryall\'s teleportation device to reach the ground in time.

He had arrived the moment two more undead swordsmen joined the fray, and it was fortunate he did. But blocking the Sword Demon\'s slash should have been nigh impossible... unless...

The patriarch glanced to his side and saw a katana blocking the demon\'s sword. Wielding it was a beautiful young woman with light blue hair: Pride, the Witch of Pride.

"Go away, old man, let me handle this," Pride said impatiently, pushing the patriarch away from the Sword Demon.

"I hear you\'re quite skilled," she said to the demon with a confident smirk. "Let me see how good you are," she challenged, rushing towards the Sword Demon without fear.

The two exchanged fierce sword blows. Pride wielded the demon-slaying sword arts learned from Momotaro, striking with sharp, calm precision to slay all demons. The Sword Demon\'s intent was fierce and powerful, seeking to slay all who stood before him.

The fight escalated as the Sword Demon tried to break through Pride\'s blockade and claim his prize: Kim Tae-sung life. But Pride\'s relentless attacks pushed him back, forcing him to block and parry without a chance to counter. He was steadily pushed back towards the training grounds, where open space lay far from Tae-sung.

On Guan Yu\'s side, he fought the three undead swordmasters relentlessly attacking from all sides. But as one approached his left blind spot, sword raised high, a gunshot rang out.

Click… Bang!

A special 000 12-gauge buckshot, filled with holy fire-infused pellets, tore through the undead swordsman\'s skull. The sacred mana obliterating its unholy being, reducing it to a withered corpse.

This scene stunned Patriarch Kim and Kim Yuna, who were watching from the carryall. Guan Yu using a shotgun? It subverted their image of the legendary warrior.

Yuna turned to Daniel, wanting to ask something, but Cao Cao chuckled at her reaction.

"Girl, a weapon is just a tool. If it\'s convenient and effective, why not use it?" he reasoned, leaving her speechless.

"Mr. Cao, let\'s wrap this up," Daniel said. "I\'d like to return to my trip to Busan."

"Yes, My Lord," Cao Cao replied with a cupped fist.

Guan Yu, now facing two remaining swordmasters, quickly dispatched them. True to his name as the God of War, he cleaved one in half with a single stroke of his guandao and obliterated the other\'s skull with another buckshot blast.

Meanwhile, Pride and the Sword Demon of Joseon fought at speeds invisible to the naked eye. Patriarch Kim could barely track their movements as the battle intensified, moving to the roof of the estate.

With a final clash, both sheathed their swords simultaneously. They would decide the fight with the next draw.

Seconds ticked by before both swords flashed again. But the Sword Demon\'s movement was a fraction slower than Pride\'s. He was cleaved in two, his undead body turning to ash as Pride\'s blessed blade, forged with holy fire, did its work.

Patriarch Kim realized that Pride\'s swordsmanship was a level above the Kim family\'s. He didn\'t want to admit it, but her skill was superior.

With the Sword Demon defeated, Kim Chang-wook\'s plan was severely compromised. He still had 5-7 undead swordsmen, but his father\'s disappointment had shaken his confidence.

Suddenly, gunfire erupted as Astral PMC soldiers in power armor moved from the helipad to secure the Kim estate and eliminate the remaining undead. With their superior numbers and technology, it took them less than ten minutes to secure the estate and eradicate the threat.

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With the chaos at the Kim estate subdued, Kim Chang-wook was apprehended, bound, and brought to the family\'s ancestral hall to kneel.

Inside the hall, Patriarch Kim looked upon his eldest son with immense disappointment. He had never imagined that his reliable son harbored such treachery in his heart. Other elders and senior warriors of the Kim family also watched, their expressions a mix of disappointment and disdain. Only Kim family members were allowed to witness the trial.

Meanwhile, Daniel and Pride used the portable teleportation gate on the carryall to return to the cruise train, still en route to Busan.

"Chang-wook, can you tell me why you did this?" the patriarch asked, his heart aching as he looked at his son.

"Does it matter anymore? The winner is king, the loser is the bandit. I lost, just kill me already," Chang-wook sneered.

"So... you just wanted to be the next heir? Is that it?" one of the elders asked angrily, but Chang-wook ignored him.

"Why? Was it because I didn\'t care for you enough? Or is it my fault that I didn\'t notice your excellence? Did you want revenge on the family?" Patriarch Kim questioned.

Chang-wook snorted. "You know what? The only reason the Kim family still stands today isn\'t because of your proud sword arts or magical abilities. Our magic and special spells aren\'t that great; the body enhancement spell is worthless in the international world.

What keeps us influential is money, power, and connections! Not our outdated spells and sword arts!" Chang-wook said through gritted teeth.

"You all can stand proud and judge me today because of those three things, and I\'m the only one who single-handedly provided them for all of you! We didn\'t have money!? I raised our business group to be number one in South Korea! We lacked connections!? I worked tirelessly to connect with businessmen worldwide and establish ties with the mage community!

And thanks to the Mara Society I own, our influence in Korea remains unchallenged!" Chang-wook roared, looking around the hall with resentment.

"But what did I get in return? Bullying, disdain, belittlement. That\'s what I faced everywhere I went in this damned estate!" He glared at those who had belittled him before. "Just because I\'m weak and bad at your sword arts!"

One of the family enforcers moved to strike Chang-wook\'s legs with a punishing rod, but Patriarch Kim stopped him.

"Stop!" The enforcer immediately halted, bowed, and stepped back.

"Is what my son said true?" Kim Yong-chul asked, his eyes filled with fury born from disappointment in himself. He never thought his negligence and the family\'s tradition of prioritizing sword skills over others would drive his son to such extremes.

Some elders and senior warriors averted their gaze, confirming the truth for the patriarch.

"So, you wanted to kill Tae-sung to be the sole heir?" Patriarch Kim asked.

"..." Kim Chang-wook remained silent, but his silence spoke volumes.

"Why involve Mr. Emberweave? Are you a spy?" Patriarch Kim asked.

Chang-wook sighed. "To be precise, I\'m a double agent. I provide non-essential information to the Qing Dynasty, and in return, I gain information from them to use for our family business. Many of our opportunities have come through this channel," he explained.

"As for why I involved that foreigner, it was to ensure the Kim family wouldn\'t ally with him." Chang-wook turned towards Tae-sung. "Just as you wanted, Tae-sung. Since I was going to kill him anyway, why not grant your wish?"

"That\'s not what I want!" Tae-sung retorted.

"Oh really? Before you deny it, did you honestly ask yourself if that\'s truly not what you wanted?" Chang-wook sneered.

Tae-sung couldn\'t respond. If he had a say in the matter, he wouldn\'t have allied with Daniel. He believed his family didn\'t need a foreigner\'s help.