Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 145

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 145】

145. A New Bloodline (3)

Shortly after meeting Alia Dabi, I found myself contemplating her true identity.
‘Judging by her mana, she’s no ordinary person.’
She had to be someone of considerable standing within the Babel Family—at minimum, someone on par with Kwon Chan-seong in the Heukcheon hierarchy.
‘But her physical condition is far from normal.’
All of her mana pathways were completely desiccated. In that state, she couldn’t channel mana at all.
It was difficult to say with certainty, but Alia Dabi was likely in a condition no different from an ordinary person right now.
‘Why hasn’t she received treatment for this condition?’
The Babel Family was a house comparable in stature to the Heukcheon Estate.
It was inconceivable that they lacked the resources for treatment.
‘Is it that treatment is impossible?’
I’d heard that among the illnesses afflicting hunters, there existed incurable diseases that no method could treat.
By “any method,” that included not just modern medicine, but also the relics found within dungeons.
‘In truth, this isn’t my concern.’
The Heukcheon Estate and the Babel Family weren’t hostile, but neither were they particularly friendly.
From Heukcheon’s perspective, the loss of a skilled member of the Babel Family could be considered fortunate.
My interest in Alia Dabi stemmed from something else entirely.
‘What was that thing the Genius Bloodline showed me?’
When I grasped Alia Dabi’s hand, the Genius Bloodline revealed her entire bodily structure to me.
In all the time I’d been using the Genius Bloodline, this had never happened before.
Perhaps it was a new ability that had emerged as the Genius Bloodline evolved.
‘I’ve heard that the Genius Bloodline can enable not just attunement, but healing as well.’
I’d once overheard that by identifying bodily issues through the Genius Bloodline, one could treat people.
‘I’d like to learn more about this ability….’
No one knows what the future holds.
Someday, I might develop an incurable disease like Alia Dabi’s. Or my team members might.
Learning the Genius Bloodline’s healing methods in advance would prove invaluable if such a situation arose.
‘The problem is how to learn it.’
The Genius Bloodline’s healing techniques were a method developed independently by the Rasad Family.
There was no way for an outsider like me to gain access to such knowledge.
That was when it happened.
“Captain, do you see that?”
Mei Hong tugged at my sleeve and pointed toward something.
A young boy stood at the location she indicated, surrounded by a crowd of people.
Shahin Rasad.
He was a member of the Rasad Family, who possessed the Genius Bloodline.
“It looks like he’s examining people’s bodies. Should we ask him to take a look at us as well?”
Opportunities to receive attunement from a Rasad Family bloodline member were rare. It was only natural that Mei Hong found this intriguing.
However, this didn’t apply to Kwon Han-ul. Since he possessed the True Genius Bloodline, his body maintained optimal condition without requiring separate attunement.
This was a fact acknowledged by Abdul Rasad, the Rasad Family’s elite attunement specialist.
It was at that moment.
“Ugh!”
Shahin Rasad suddenly twisted a hunter’s neck. A sharp cracking sound echoed.
To any observer, it was a shockingly crude sight. Yet the hunter wore a satisfied expression instead.
“Oh, my headache is completely gone. How did you do that?”
“I improved the blood flow and mana circulation going to your head. You shouldn’t experience any more pain.”
The hunter thanked him repeatedly before rising from his seat. Soon, another hunter took his place.
“Hmm.”
Coincidentally, the very technique I wanted to learn was unfolding right before my eyes.
I stepped closer to Shahin Rasad alongside Mei Hong.
I held back one step, quietly observing as Shahin Rasad performed his treatment.
‘He’s not just using mana—he’s applying physical force simultaneously.’
By touching the bones, he corrects the muscles. At the same time, by infusing mana, he resolves internal issues.
Though I watched this entirely unfamiliar technique without explanation, I grasped its principles immediately.
This was only possible because I possessed not just the Genius Bloodline, but the Asura Bloodline as well.
‘Quite fascinating.’
I continued observing Shahin Rasad. If I could understand the body’s structure through the Genius Bloodline, this technique wasn’t particularly difficult.
There was just one thing I couldn’t discern by sight alone.
‘How does he infiltrate the mana?’
I could release mana upon impact to overturn an opponent’s internal organs—that much I could do.
But touching only the opponent’s mana flow the way Shahin Rasad was doing it? I lacked confidence in that.
‘There’s no helping it.’
I closed my eyes tightly and activated my Genius Bloodline.
My body became vividly clear in my mind. I deliberately tangled several of my mana pathways.
“Cough.”
Blood erupted from the backlash. Mei Hong, standing beside me, was startled.
“Captain?”
“Ah, it’s nothing serious, so don’t worry.”
“How could I not worry!”
“I’ll just receive treatment right away.”
I looked at Shahin Rasad as I spoke. Mei Hong’s expression turned exasperated.
“You didn’t deliberately injure yourself, did you….”
I didn’t bother answering. Instead, I sat down in front of Shahin Rasad.
“Could I receive treatment as well?”
“Yes….”
Shahin Rasad had been staring off in an odd direction when he turned his head.
“Ahhhhh!”
The moment he caught sight of Kwon Han-ul, he let out a cry.
“K-Kwon Han-ul… sir!”
Kwon Han-ul regarded Shahin Rasad with a bewildered expression.
“Have I intruded upon you?”
“N-no!”
It seemed he’d bitten his tongue—tears welled up at the corners of Shahin Rasad’s eyes.
“It’s nothing. What brings you here? Are you unwell?”
“I’m not injured, but I wanted to have my mana flow adjusted.”
Shahin Rasad seized Kwon Han-ul’s wrist.
“…What?”
His eyes widened immediately.
“Not in pain? What are you saying! Your mana flow is in complete disarray!”
Shahin Rasad instantly grasped the state of Kwon Han-ul’s body.
“Sit still. This may hurt a bit.”
Shahin Rasad placed both hands upon Kwon Han-ul’s chest.
“Hah!”
With all his strength, he struck Kwon Han-ul’s chest with both palms.
With the impact, mana surged into his body. Shahin Rasad’s mana restored all of Kwon Han-ul’s tangled mana pathways to their proper places.
‘…Remarkable.’
The technique was so refined it astounded even Kwon Han-ul. Yet it was not beyond his ability to replicate.
“My body feels much better. Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Kwon Han-ul rose from his seat. As he did, his mind worked to commit every detail of the mana flow Shahin Rasad had just demonstrated to memory.
“Next, please come forward.”
The moment Kwon Han-ul stood, another person took his place—a hunter with a shabby appearance.
“What troubles you?”
“I’d like an adjustment. Recently, whenever I use a skill, there’s a sharp pain in my chest….”
Shahin Rasad grasped the man’s wrist and began his examination.
“Hmm?”
Something seemed amiss, and his expression darkened.
“I’m sorry. I cannot treat this….”
“Even the Celestial Blood cannot heal this?”
The hunter’s face betrayed confusion. Shahin Rasad, who had been treating people one after another, now claimed he could not treat him. There was no help for his bewilderment.
“The pain you feel in your chest whenever you use a skill stems from a problem with the flow within your heart itself.”
“My heart?”
“If left untreated, your heart’s function will eventually fail.”
No matter how transcendent a hunter’s power might be, they remain human.
If a vital organ like the heart deteriorates, all is lost.
“The heart is an extremely delicate area. I don’t have the skill to touch it carelessly. At minimum, I’d need to call in a first-class Tuner.”
The Hunter’s expression grew grave. Receiving treatment from a first-class Tuner of the Rasad Family would cost a fortune.
Beyond the expense, securing an appointment was nearly impossible. First-class Tuners only took on work for major families.
“…I understand.”
The Hunter rose from his seat with a dejected expression.
“Wait.”
Kwon Han-ul caught hold of the Hunter.

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As the Hunter stood, Kwon Han-ul had just finished organizing his thoughts.
How Shahin Rasad manipulated mana. How he used it to strike people. The various ways it could be applied.
It had been a fascinating session.
“Why would you…wait, Kwon Han-ul?”
So captivated was he that Kwon Han-ul wanted to test his newfound knowledge immediately.
That’s why he’d grabbed the man without thinking.
“D-did I do something inappropriate…?”
“No, that’s not it. I was wondering if you’d be willing to let me try treating you instead.”
“L-let you treat me?”
Kwon Han-ul spoke in a measured tone.
“The Hukcheon Estate has its own treatment methods. Using those, I might be able to heal your heart.”
The Hunter’s expression turned incredulous. So did Shahin Rasad’s.
“Excuse me! What are you trying to do?!”
Shahin Rasad rebuked Kwon Han-ul sharply.
“The heart is such a delicate area! You can’t just touch it carelessly!”
“Either way, it’s this man’s choice to make, isn’t it?”
Kwon Han-ul looked back at the Hunter. The Hunter swallowed hard before asking.
“I won’t die, will I?”
“Of course not.”
“And if there are side effects…?”
“Heukcheon will guarantee compensation.”
Only then did the man’s face brighten.
“You must promise me that.”
In truth, the man hadn’t expected Kwon Han-ul to actually heal him.
Rather, he’d been hoping for the compensation Heukcheon would offer after Kwon Han-ul made a mistake.
“Sit here for now.”
Kwon Han-ul had the man sit. Then he activated Heavenly Blood Eye.
The man’s physical condition materialized in his mind. He could see blood clots tangled chaotically around the heart.
‘Yes…this is how it was done.’
Kwon Han-ul focused his concentration, then struck the man’s back. Simultaneously, he infused mana into him.
“Gasp!”
The man cried out and collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest with both hands.
“Argh! Ahhhhh!”
Screams of agony echoed throughout the space. Everyone turned to stare at the Hunter in alarm.
“I knew this would happen!”
Shahin Rasad rushed urgently toward the man. The man continued screaming even as he approached.
“You’re fine. You’re okay, just take a deep breath….”
That was when it happened.
Suddenly, the man’s face grew peaceful. He sprang to his feet as if he had never screamed at all.
The Hunter summoned his mana. Blue mana enveloped the man’s body.
“…Unbelievable.”
Astonishment bloomed across the man’s face.
“The pain is completely gone…?”

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Tedious.
Sasha Babel genuinely thought so as she sat across from the man before her.
“Have you ever witnessed the beauty of Bonzales Lake, Miss Sasha?”
Whether or not the man knew her true feelings, he continued lavishing praise on his homeland’s scenery.
“If you wish, I would be delighted to guide you personally.”
The man persisted in his attempts to maintain the conversation with Sasha Babel.
Sasha Babel had been chosen to represent the Babel Family at the Heavenly Arena. It meant her future was assured. That was why he was so determined to cultivate a connection.
She understood his intentions well enough, but there was no denying how seriously tedious it all was.
That was when it happened.
“Sasha!”
Alia Dabi strode forward with purposeful steps.
“Ah, your friend has arrived. I shall take my leave.”
“It was a pleasure.”
With her arrival, the man found himself unable to remain. Sasha Babel felt secretly relieved as she watched him depart.
Then she turned to Alia Dabi and asked.
“Is something the matter?”
“And how.”
Alia Dabi took a seat. Sasha Babel waited with a tense expression to hear what she had to say.
Kwon Han-ul was counted among the most formidable contenders for victory in this Heavenly Arena.
Alia Dabi.
Or rather, the Babel Family’s mistress, Dalia Babel, was curious how she had assessed Kwon Han-ul.
“That boy Kwon Han-ul… something felt off about him. He immediately noticed that I was suffering from an illness.”
But the moment Sasha Babel heard Alia Dabi’s words, such thoughts vanished entirely.
“…You’re saying he knows that the Family Mistress is ill?”
Alia Dabi had lost all her power due to an incurable disease. To any observer, she appeared no different from an ordinary person.
Only someone with the talent of a celestial bloodline could discern Alia Dabi’s true condition.
Kwon Han-ul perceived it immediately.
“Could he have also discovered the Patriarch’s identity?”
“That doesn’t seem to be the case… but how did he detect my condition?”
Alia Dabi fell into contemplation, her mind churning with complexity.
“Cough.”
A sudden fit of coughing seized her. Blood trickled from Alia Dabi’s lips.
“Patriarch!”
Sasha Babel cried out in alarm. Alia Dabi withdrew a handkerchief from her bosom and covered her mouth.
Her movements were practiced and fluid—she had endured this ordeal countless times before.
“Sasha. Compose yourself.”
“I’ll summon Abdul Rasad at once.”
“No. You know as well as I do—it won’t help.”
Alia Dabi’s complexion withered in an instant. She rose unsteadily from her seat.
“I must… rest for a moment.”
Sasha Babel hastily supported Alia Dabi. Alia Dabi could not bring herself to refuse this aid.
“I’m sorry, always burdening you.”
“Please don’t say such things.”
The two women slipped away from the Party Hall, avoiding the gazes of others.

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“This should be about right.”
Kwon Han-ul twisted the hunter’s wrist. A sickening crack echoed through the air.
The sound was horrifying, but the result was entirely different. The hunter rotated his wrist with a satisfied expression.
“That’s incredible. It doesn’t hurt anymore. Every time I put strength into my wrist, I’d feel pain, which was bothersome.”
“If you’d left it as it was, your joint would have deteriorated eventually.”
“Really? Truly?”
“I’m joking.”
At Kwon Han-ul’s words, the hunter burst into hearty laughter.
“My name is Nguyen. If you ever need my help, please don’t hesitate to ask. Though I doubt the Heukcheon Bloodline would ever need assistance from a hunter like me.”
Nguyen laughed loudly. Kwon Han-ul offered a faint smile.
Nguyen.
A Vietnamese hunter who wielded such tremendous strength that he could crush a Diamond-rank monster’s head with a single blow.
Though the guild he belonged to wasn’t particularly renowned, he possessed the qualities to grow into a world-class hunter. There was nothing to lose by becoming acquainted with him.
“Wow… that’s remarkable.”
Shahin Rasad expressed his admiration.
“No matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t figure it out…”
Shahin Rasad spoke with an embarrassed expression.
Someone the Rasad Family’s bloodline couldn’t heal, yet the Heukcheon Bloodline could.
Initially, Shahin Rasad had struggled to accept this reality.
But soon he acknowledged his own shortcomings and watched as Kwon Han-ul treated the people.
Perhaps due to his youth, his way of thinking was quite flexible.
“As expected of someone recognized as Sasha’s companion…”
Shahin Rasad spoke in a deflated voice. Kwon Han-ul merely wore an expression of confusion.
“It seems there are no more.”
Though many people had gathered around, they were all mere spectators.
There was no one waiting to receive treatment.
“Shahin Rasad. This has been a worthwhile time.”
“N-no, that’s what I should be saying!”
Shahin Rasad hurriedly bowed his head.
It was just as they were about to end their meeting.
-No, this won’t do! Those without an invitation cannot enter!
-Please withdraw!
Urgent voices of security guards came from outside the party hall entrance.
-If you keep this up, we won’t stay idle…
The sound of a wall shattering rang out. The entire ship trembled. Outside fell silent. No more voices of protest could be heard.
Soon the door to the party hall opened. A man and woman entered through the gap.
“Why are these insignificant bastards being so annoying?”
The man’s hands were covered in blood. Blood splattered his clothes and face as well.
Kwon Han-ul looked behind the man. Two security guards were twitching with their heads embedded in the wall.
This was the Babel Family’s ship. The security guards were all of the Babel bloodline and possessed considerable skill. Yet he’d subdued them so easily. This was no ordinary man.
“Promising young sprouts clustering together like weeds, I see.”
The man strode into the Party Hall with heavy footsteps as he spoke.
His towering frame easily exceeded two meters, matched by equally impressive musculature.
Everyone in the Party Hall was overwhelmed by his presence.
“Master, you speak too carelessly.”
“Ahahaha, did I? Well, my mouth’s always been a problem.”
The man puffed out his lips and slapped his palm against them repeatedly.
A woman observed him quietly with a sidelong glance.
Unlike the man, the woman had a remarkably small frame. At first glance, one might mistake her for a middle school student. Her hair tied in twin braids only reinforced this impression.
“Why do you all look so frightened? These are supposed to be Heavenly Arena participants, yet you carry yourselves like this?”
The man chuckled, openly contemptuous of everyone present in the Party Hall.
“By the way, a guest has arrived. Why hasn’t the host come out? Will he show himself if I beat a few of you?”
The man’s gaze fell upon a nearby Hunter. The Hunter’s face drained of all color.
He sensed it instinctively—this man’s words were no jest.
“Who are you?”
At that moment, Kwon Han-ul stepped forward. Leaving him unchecked would surely result in disaster.
“Oh, there’s one with some backbone. That’s the Heukcheon spirit for you. Live up to your name.”
The man recognized Kwon Han-ul immediately. Kwon Han-ul, however, did not recognize him.
“But I’m disappointed. It seems Heukcheon these days doesn’t even show its young ones what their natural enemy looks like.”
Arrogantly, this man positioned himself as Heukcheon’s natural enemy.
“Who am I, you ask?”
Yet this man possessed the qualifications to make such a claim.
“I am called Dragon Slayer.”

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