Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 100

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 100】

100. Before the Naming (1)

-Kwon Han-ul must be punished immediately!
A dimly lit room.
Countless faces appeared on a massive screen spread across the wall.
One of them, a man seated in the center, raised his voice.
-Kwon Han-ul overstepped his authority on this mission! We sent him to secure a Dungeon, and he started a war instead! How does that make any sense?
The other faces displayed on the monitor nodded in agreement.
-How many protests have we had to endure because of this? Didn’t the South Korean government itself ask us to exercise restraint?
With great power comes great responsibility.
The Heukcheon Group’s blatant invasion of South America had provoked numerous factions.
They had gone through considerable trouble just to appease them.
-This is all because of Kwon Han-ul! We absolutely cannot overlook this matter… Chairman?
The man asked with a puzzled expression. Yet Kwon Seon-woo did not respond.
He was absorbed in his tablet instead of the video conference monitor.
-Chairman!
Only when the man shouted again did the Chairman look up.
“Oh, did you call?”
-What on earth are you looking at right now!
“I was watching this.”
The Chairman, Kwon Seon-woo, held the tablet up to the camera.
A video played on the screen.
The footage was crude, shot from a distance on a smartphone. But the content was clear enough to understand.
Two men were fighting in the video.
One man wielded a jagged stone sword in his hand.
The other man had horns protruding from his forehead and scales covering his entire body—by any measure, he was not human.
“No matter how many times I watch it, it’s astounding.”
-Chairman, that’s not the important issue right now…
“You’ve all seen this already, haven’t you? Come now, share your thoughts.”
A moment of silence fell.
Just as Kwon Seon-woo said, everyone gathered here had seen that footage. And precisely because they had, they could not respond.
It was that shocking.
“You all know about Jose Dil Pablo, I’m sure. You must have investigated him because of this incident.”
Jose Dil Pablo was not a widely known figure.
But his abilities were undeniable.
Had he emerged not in South America but on the world stage, he would have been called a “true” global ranker—a man who had surpassed triple-digit rankings.
“To so effortlessly overwhelm someone of that caliber. Truly remarkable. So this is the power of True Bloodline.”
In the report Kwon Han-ul submitted, he described this as a special ability unique to True Bloodline.
Whether that was fact or fiction mattered less than the undeniable reality that he possessed an extraordinary ability.
-Chairman.
The man who had been angry spoke again. His face bore the mark of firm resolve.
-Now is not the time to praise Kwon Han-ul. We must ensure he never commits such acts again….
“Speak honestly, all of you. Isn’t this merely an attempt to find fault?”
A second silence fell at Kwon Seon-woo’s words. A smile played at the corners of his mouth.
“Until now, none of you took True Bloodline particularly seriously. Impressive, certainly, but how impressive could it truly be? That’s what you all thought, wasn’t it?”
The faces displayed on the monitor belonged to elders who held high positions and considerable influence within the Heukcheon Group.
Having already solidified their own domains, they paid little attention to Kwon Han-ul.
“But recently, hearing of that child’s exploits, you’ve begun to realize, haven’t you? That True Bloodline is far beyond imagination, and if left unchecked, your domains will be encroached upon.”
The elders had merely hoped Kwon Han-ul would serve as an excellent warrior for the family.
But Kwon Han-ul was not the type to remain merely an excellent warrior.
Less than a year had passed since Kwon Han-ul joined the Kwon Family.
In that time, what enemies had he defeated? What achievements had he accumulated?
“According to the family’s laws, all Pure Bloodline members must obey True Bloodline. Yet you harbor no such intention.”
Until now, the Pure Bloodline had been the rulers of the Kwon Family.
They lived believing only they were noble, only they deserved to rule, receiving the reverence and fear of Mixed and Hot Bloodline members alike.
That is why the Pure Bloodline had no intention of willingly following True Bloodline.
“So you’re attempting to break him in, using his overreach as pretext?”
Using the excuse of exceeding his authority, they would restrain Kwon Han-ul. From there, they would make him obedient.
That must have been what the elders desired.
“How pathetic.”
Kwon Seon-woo spoke bluntly.
“Is this the best you could devise? Have the Heukcheon Bloodline become nothing but pitiful vipers in their old age?”
In that moment, the elders’ faces contorted.
A fierce rage emanated from the screen so intensely it could be felt through it.
To show such a reaction to a single word from the family head—such insolence.
Never had there been such a blatant challenge to authority.
Yet Kwon Seon-woo showed no displeasure, only smiled.
“Yes, now you truly embody the Heukcheon Bloodline.”
The Kwon Family had climbed to this position on pride alone.
The elders’ resistance to True Bloodline stemmed not from greed to retain power.
It was pride—the refusal to submit easily to True Bloodline.
“Do you wish to defeat True Bloodline? Then act with deeds, not scheming.”
At Kwon Seon-woo’s words, all the elders were seized by doubt.
“I will hold a naming ceremony soon.”
The elders’ eyes widened.
A naming match was an event where anonymous teams competed against each other, and the winning team was promoted to a famous unit.
Units that receive a name gain significantly expanded authority. From that point on, they are recognized as true Heukcheon forces.
“Send the Unnamed Units under your command. Break Jinhyul’s spirit right there. Then no one will have complaints, right?”
At that moment, someone spoke up.
-What if Jinhyul gets damaged in the process?
“I doubt that would happen… Ah, I see your point.”
Kwon Seon-woo’s gaze turned toward the man on the monitor.
The middle-aged man possessed exotic features.
Blonde hair and blue eyes.
A half-blood of the Heukcheon Bloodline and European descent.
It was Dagma Kwon, who oversaw the European branch.
“Your son left Kwon Chan-seong’s Team and formed his own unit not long ago.”
Kwon Chan-seong’s Team was one of Heukcheon’s elite units.
Dagma Kwon’s son had served as Kwon Chan-seong’s right hand in that team.
Or rather, he had served.
-Without results, no one can earn a name. Because of that clause, my son also leads an Unnamed Unit. May I have him participate?
At Dagma Kwon’s words, Kwon Seon-woo nodded without hesitation.
“Do as you wish.”
-Thank you.
With that exchange, the meeting concluded. The faces on the monitor disappeared one by one.
When the monitor finally faded to darkness, Kwon Seon-woo exhaled deeply.
“I didn’t account for that bastard’s son.”
Kwon Seon-woo clicked his tongue.
Though I always appeared flawless, I was human after all—prone to such oversights.
“Kwon Han-ul… Even if that monster of a man is involved, that one will have a hard time.”
If Jose Dil Pablo was a firefly, then Dagma Kwon’s son was the full moon.
An enormous gap, but it was inevitable.
Jose Dil Pablo was merely someone who operated in the narrow confines of South America.
Meanwhile, Dagma Kwon’s son belonged to Kwon Chan-seong’s Team, which ranked among the elite of the many units within the Heukcheon Group.
“Hmm.”
Kwon Han-ul had always accomplished what seemed impossible.
But this time, no matter how I thought about it, it seemed difficult.
“…It’s in moments like these that true value reveals itself.”
The old me would not have cared.
Though this situation arose from my own mistake, genuine gems always shine wherever they are. Overcoming even such circumstances should be natural.
But…
Kwon Seon-woo picked up the receiver and dialed someone.
No matter how long I waited, the call didn’t connect. Only after trying a few more times could I get through.
“Why are you just now answering? You said you had nothing to do during your leave.”
A disgruntled voice came back at my reproach. I clicked my tongue.
“There’s something you need to handle.”
A vehement protest came back asking why he was assigning work during vacation. Kwon Han-ul paid it no mind and spoke.
“Kwon Han-ul.”
The protest ceased abruptly.
“You’ll need to take charge of that bastard and his team for a while.”

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Four days had passed since returning from Mexico.
During that time, Kwon Han-ul spent his days training alongside Mei Hong and Kwon Hu-don.
“Huff, gasp! I… I can’t go on anymore…”
“M-me too…”
Kwon Hu-don and Mei Hong lay sprawled across the Sparring Arena floor.
The sweat drenching their entire bodies spoke volumes about how hard they’d pushed themselves.
“You two asked for this, yet you’re collapsing first. What am I supposed to do?”
In contrast, Kwon Han-ul showed no signs of fatigue whatsoever. He looked exactly as he had when first entering the Sparring Arena. Not a single wrinkle marred his clothes.
“Hah, Han-ul. W-what on earth is going on?”
“What do you mean?”
“Y-your movements… they’re completely different from before…”
“That’s right! Just a few days ago I could still keep up, but today I can’t even do that!”
“You two must just be off your game today.”
That’s what I said, but the real reason was something else entirely.
Since transforming into a semi-incarnate form, I felt the power of the Black Dragon Bloodline growing even stronger.
The Black Dragon Bloodline grants its user the instincts of a dragon. As the bloodline’s power intensified, so too did the dragon’s instincts, and this directly influenced my movements.
“Come on, let’s go one more time.”
“I’ve recovered now too.”
Both of them sprang to their feet. I was just about to take my stance.
My instincts screamed danger.
I quickly shouted to both of them.
“Get back!”
Neither of them sensed the danger like I did. But the moment they heard my voice, they quickly darted left and right.
However, before they could move, a massive man plummeted from the sky.
The massive man’s feet struck the ground. In that instant, a powerful wave of magical force rippled outward in all directions.
“Ugh!”
“Kyaa!”
The shockwave sent Kwon Hu-don and Mei Hong reeling.
The intruder’s palm struck both of them. They flew backward.
“Kwon Hu-don! Mei Hong!”
But I had no time to worry about them.
The intruder was charging straight at me.
‘Fast…’
Before my thoughts could even finish forming, a fist was already inches from my face.
The air rushed violently outward. An overwhelming sense of pressure crashed down on me.
This wasn’t a strike I could simply block. I twisted my waist to the side, evading the fist.
Simultaneously, I swept an upward kick toward the assailant’s jaw. The attack connected at a perfect angle, yet I was the one who felt the impact.
‘What kind of body does this person have…’
Their frame was so impossibly hard that my leg throbbed with pain. But I couldn’t afford to keep absorbing blows like this.
The assailant threw another punch. This one was far faster than before.
“Tch!”
There was no way to dodge it.
I clicked my tongue and crossed both arms. Simultaneously, I summoned my Dragon Horse Aura and wrapped it around my forearms.
Even witnessing this, the assailant showed no hesitation and drove their fist forward.
‘Are they insane?’
When a fist infused with mana collides with an ordinary fist, naturally the latter shatters.
Moreover, an aura is a refined form of mana. Yet they were extending a bare fist against it?
But the result unfolded in the exact opposite way from what I expected.
The assailant’s fist obliterated my Dragon Horse Aura.
“What?”
My aura shattered. The assailant’s fist slammed directly into my forearm.
A tremendous impact shook my insides violently. My body was driven backward.
“Ptui.”
I spat blood from my mouth and glared at the assailant.
“Hey, don’t you dare touch Han-ul!”
Then, a shout rang out. Kwon Hu-don, who had been struck by the shockwave, had regained consciousness.
The moment he came to, Kwon Hu-don immediately covered his body with Dragon Scale Armor. A black giant now faced the assailant.
“I can’t let you have an opening.”
A long sword appeared beneath the assailant’s chin. Mei Hong, who had closed the distance without warning, now held a blade to their throat.
“Ho.”
The assailant let out a brief sound of admiration.
Then it happened.
“Both of you, stand down.”
I said something unbelievable.
Both Kwon Hu-don and Mei Hong stared at me with expressions of confusion.
Then I sighed and spoke.
“Great-Uncle, your jokes are getting out of hand.”
At those words, the assailant removed the cloth covering their face.
Then I saw the face of Kwon Myung-woo, wearing a playful smile.
“Did I give it away too easily?”

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