Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 147

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 147】

147. Natural Enemy (2)

“I never expected to find psychopaths who move only at the family head’s command in this place.”
The Royal Guard was an elite unit that answered solely to the family head’s orders.
Every member possessed exceptional strength and fanatical loyalty to match.
Even the Dragon Slayer couldn’t dismiss them lightly.
“Thank you for honoring my request.”
A woman stepped forward before the Dragon Slayer. The Dragon Slayer fixed his gaze upon her.
“Who are you?”
“I am Sasha Babel. Though I am unworthy, I have been chosen to represent the Babel Family at this Heavenly Arena.”
“Ah, so you’re the successor to the Babel Family head.”
The Dragon Slayer examined Sasha Babel with apparent interest. Beneath that interest lurked something far more visceral and sinister.
“You have a decent appearance. So, did you command the Royal Guard?”
“Without the Royal Guard, there would be no way to stop you.”
Sasha Babel bowed respectfully as she spoke.
“Dragon Slayer. The Babel Family did not invite you. I would appreciate it if you would leave now.”
Her tone was gentle yet resolute.
The Dragon Slayer let out a sickly chuckle.
“And if I refuse?”
“Then I would have no choice but to use force.”
“Hahahaha!”
The Dragon Slayer burst into maniacal laughter. He gestured toward the Royal Guard and spoke.
“Surely you don’t think you can stop me with just these small fry?”
His words were arrogant, yet no one could deny them.
The Babel Family’s power was indeed formidable, but this man was the Dragon Slayer.
The natural enemy of all draconic monsters and the only hunter capable of standing alone against the Babel Family.
There was no way a single unit of the Royal Guard could contain such a force.
“That would be difficult, yes.”
Even Sasha Babel admitted this fact cleanly.
“However, this ship does not carry only the Royal Guard.”
“What are you talking about—”
In that instant, the Dragon Slayer’s head turned. A woman stood watching him from afar.
The different makeup had made her unrecognizable at first. But upon closer inspection, her identity became immediately apparent.
“…I had a feeling. The family head herself is here.”
Even the Dragon Slayer could not ignore the presence of a family head.
The Dragon Slayer’s gift, ‘Enemy Dragon Star’, was effective even against absolute beings of the family head’s caliber.
However, the influence of the Red Dragon Heart diminishes as the gap in power narrows.
Objectively speaking, the Family Head’s strength surpassed the Dragon Slayer’s. That disparity could not be overcome by the Red Dragon Heart alone.
“I’ve seen the Family Head’s face now. I should withdraw.”
The Dragon Slayer immediately suppressed his killing intent. Throughout the hall, I heard the sound of people exhaling the breath they’d been holding.
“Mano. Let’s head back.”
“Understood.”
The Dragon Slayer turned around. Before leaving the Party Hall, he glanced back at Kwon Han-ul and spoke.
“Your name is Kwon Han-ul, right? You were fortunate this time. But remember this. Such luck will never strike twice.”
A subtle killing intent wove through the Dragon Slayer’s voice.
“If you keep strutting around like that, you’ll be dead soon enough.”
“You were the fortunate one, Senior.”
At that moment, Kwon Han-ul spoke up.
“It’s only because Babel’s Royal Guard appeared just in time to stop you. Otherwise, rumors would’ve spread that you’re a reckless brute who couldn’t control yourself and beat a young junior to death.”
Veins bulged across the Dragon Slayer’s neck. To anyone watching, he was on the verge of exploding.
“Still, I appreciate the advice.”
But when Kwon Han-ul sensed he was just one step away from that breaking point, he backed down.
“…Very well.”
The Dragon Slayer had no choice but to swallow his rage.
“We’ll definitely meet again next time.”
With those words, the Dragon Slayer left the ship with his disciple.

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The moment Dragon Slayer vanished, many collapsed to the floor, their legs giving out beneath them.
“Phew….”
Kwon Han-ul was no exception. He slumped into his chair, having expended considerable mental energy enduring the aura of the Red Dragon Heart.
“A Gift of such magnitude can actually exist.”
A Gift is a special talent possessed only by an extremely rare few Hunters.
While it’s commonly compared to a special talent, it’s fundamentally different from mere talent. It cannot even be compared to genius.
It’s an ability so mysterious it deserves to be called a superpower.
“Everyone worked hard today.”
Kwon Han-ul turned to address his team members.
“But you were all far too reckless. In situations this dangerous going forward….”
Suddenly, Mei Hong and Kwon Hu-don rushed toward Kwon Han-ul and embraced him tightly.
“Captain! Thank goodness you’re safe!”
“H-Han-ul, I-I thought something terrible had happened to you!”
Kwon Han-ul was taken aback. He cast a pleading glance toward Gael Garsian.
Gael Garsian offered a wry smile and shook his head slowly.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t be of more help this time….”
“I-I wanted to at least shield you… but my body wouldn’t move… I’m sorry….”
Kwon Han-ul patted the backs of all three with both hands.
At first, he couldn’t understand why they were reacting so intensely.
“Both of you moved the way you did to prevent what happened with the Blaga Family from occurring again. …I did the same.”
Only after hearing Gael Garsian’s words did understanding dawn on him.
Though none of them spoke of it directly, the incident of my kidnapping by the Blaga Family had clearly left a deep wound on all three of them.
That’s why they stood against Dragon Slayer despite their fear.
“…Sigh.”
Kwon Han-ul couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh.
“Kwon Han-ul.”
Then, a voice suddenly reached his ears. Sasha Babel was looking at him.
“I will offer my apologies on behalf of today’s incident.”
“No, there’s no need. It was unavoidable, wasn’t it?”
Kwon Han-ul’s and Sasha Babel’s eyes met.
This was the first time I had faced Sasha Babel directly since the Party Hall opened.
‘Quite impressive.’
The other participants were unremarkable. Not a single one caught my eye. But Sasha Babel was different. The magical power and presence she possessed were formidable.
Then, I could see Sasha Babel’s expression hardening visibly.
Just as Kwon Han-ul had recognized Sasha Babel, she too had assessed him.
“…I’m relieved to hear you say that.”
Sasha Babel turned to address the others in the Party Hall.
“I offer my apologies to everyone present. We will provide compensation for today’s chaos in due time.”
Sasha Babel raised her head once more.
“We will conclude today’s party here.”

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Two figures raced across the dark Sea, their feet striking the surface with each bound, propelling them forward in great leaps.
When they finally arrived at their destination, it was a small Yacht anchored in the waters.
“Damn it.”
The moment Dragon Slayer reached the Yacht, he spat out a curse, clearly dissatisfied with something.
“I was planning to enjoy myself on the Cruise Ship tonight. Instead, I wasted all this time on something pointless.”
Where people gathered, entertainment was never far behind.
Especially here, where vigorous young Hunters abounded. That’s why the Cruise Ship, laden with all manner of diversions, remained anchored in these waters.
“There’s no helping it. Aion specifically asked us to handle this.”
At the mention of Aion’s name, Dragon Slayer’s expression darkened.
“Those pompous fools always create their own messes and leave me to clean them up. Where’s all that fancy magic when they need it?”
“Aion’s mind works well enough. It’s his practical judgment that’s lacking. Maybe it’s because all the mages cluster together?”
The two priests spent considerable time cursing Aion.
“So, what about the Babel Family head? Was it as Aion described?”
“Yes. She truly has lost all her power.”
Dragon Slayer’s invasion of the Babel Family’s Party Hall wasn’t to assess competitors for his disciple’s sake.
It was to gauge the physical condition of the Babel Family head, as Aion had requested.
“She made every effort to hide that fact from me.”
She had the Royal Guard strike the wall with their might, placed Sasha Babel at the forefront, and withdrew herself to the rear.
Anyone else would have fallen for such a ruse easily.
But Dragon Slayer had already been tipped off by Aion beforehand.
So it didn’t work.
“These people are truly strange. How on earth did they reduce the Babel Family head to such a state?”
Aion had never directly revealed it.
But from the circumstances, it was certain they had orchestrated something.
Magic—forbidden knowledge that transcends logic itself.
And Aion possessed every form of magic in this world.
“They’re definitely not to be underestimated.”
Dalia Babel, the Babel Family’s matriarch, was such a formidable master that even Dragon Slayer couldn’t guarantee victory against her.
How could such a person be reduced to something weaker than an ordinary human?
“That’s exactly why we should maintain good relations with them.”
Mano held a slightly different opinion from his master.
“After all, Aion improved both your Gift and mine.”
A Gift was a special talent.
One that could only be acquired innately.
…Or so the world believed.
“Well, I suppose that’s true.”
Dragon Slayer reluctantly nodded in agreement.
“By the way, what did you think of the Party Hall?”
Mano paused briefly at his master’s question before answering.
“There wasn’t anyone who seemed particularly impressive.”
Satisfied with his disciple’s response, Dragon Slayer bared his fangs in a grin.
“However….”
Mano’s expression shifted slightly.
“Kwon Han-ul and Sasha Babel were quite different.”
Mano’s cheeks began to flush with a reddish hue. Her body temperature gradually started to rise.
“Like gazing upon a perfectly polished supreme gem… or perhaps like a flower bud before it blooms….”
A strange desire flickered in Mano’s eyes.
“They were beautiful enough that I wanted to shatter them right then and there.”
Dragon Slayer let out a satisfied laugh.
“It won’t be difficult. You possess the same Gift as I do, after all.”
The reason Mano could become Dragon Slayer’s disciple.
It was because she possessed that very same Gift.
“Just be patient a little longer. The Heavenly Arena will open soon.”
Dragon Slayer gazed up at the night sky.
“On that day, kill to your heart’s content.”

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“Sasha, you’ve worked hard.”
Inside the Babel Family’s ship.
At Dalia Babel’s words, Sasha Babel waved her hand dismissively.
“Hard work? I merely borrowed the authority of the Family Head and acted accordingly.”
“That alone was difficult enough. Your opponent was Dragon Slayer, after all.”
Dragon Slayer was called a candidate for the world’s strongest through individual combat prowess alone, and possessed the Gift of the Red Dragon Heart.
For Sasha Babel, who had only just begun to grow, facing such an overwhelming opponent was absurd.
“…You don’t think she noticed the Family Head’s condition, do you?”
Sasha Babel spoke with concern. The reason she had stepped forward was to conceal the Family Head’s physical state.
“Of course not. Even if she had sensed something amiss, she would never have imagined my condition to be this grave.”
Only then did Sasha Babel feel relieved.
“Shahin Rasad must have worked hard today as well.”
Dalia Babel expressed her gratitude to the young member of the Rasad Family who had alerted them to Dragon Slayer’s intrusion.
“I heard you treated the other guests at the Party Hall? You did a wonderful thing.”
His grandfather, Abdul Rasad, would be greatly pleased to hear of this. That his family’s name had been honored, however modestly.
“That’s… actually, I didn’t do it alone.”
The two women tilted their heads in confusion.
“You didn’t do it alone?”
“Kwon Han-ul helped me.”
At those words, the expressions of the two women hardened.
Whether one of the Party Hall’s participants provided medical treatment for another was hardly a matter of concern.
“…Kwon Han-ul, you say?”
But that it was Kwon Han-ul—that was deeply troubling news.
“People I couldn’t treat become perfectly fine the moment they receive his touch, or so I’ve heard.”
Shahin Rasad spoke with enthusiasm about Kwon Han-ul’s remarkable feats.
“…Madam Head.”
Sasha Babel called out quietly to her family head. Dalia Babel shook her head without even listening to the rest.
“No.”
“Please, just try calling upon him once.”
“The Rasad Family couldn’t treat it either. How would a member of the Heukcheon Bloodline be any different?”
“But…!”
Sasha Babel clenched her fists tightly.
“Even on a first meeting, he immediately sensed the state of your condition! And he’s treated people from the Party Hall as well. We can’t know for certain unless we try.”
A desperate person grasps at straws.
Sasha Babel was in precisely that situation.
But Dalia Babel was different.
“Enough.”
She had no intention of clinging to straws.
“Even if Kwon Han-ul could treat me, I have no desire to accept help from Heukcheon.”
Dalia Babel spoke with firm resolve.

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