Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 214

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 214】

214. Interference (1)

Heukcheon Forge.
For the second day, this place—usually filled with the roar of furnaces and the clang of hammers year-round—had fallen silent.
Ever since Kwon Hyuk seized the Main House, he’d dispatched hunters to halt all operations at the Forge.
“Ugh…”
The forge lay dark and cold.
Master Craftsman Park Tae-sik stood with his arms crossed, his brow deeply furrowed.
“There’s a mountain of work waiting to be done. When the hell are those bastards going to back off?”
Park Tae-sik spoke with frustration, and another craftsman beside him tried to stop him.
“Master! Please watch your words! Those hunters have sharp ears! If you curse carelessly, something terrible could happen to you.”
“Watch my words? If I do that, I’ll die from rage before those damn bastards even hear me and kill me!”
“Master, please… think of the rest of us.”
The craftsman spoke with earnest pleading.
Park Tae-sik had the standing and skill to avoid recklessness, but the other craftsmen were different.
Though they were skilled enough to belong to Heukcheon, they weren’t in a position of safety.
“Damn it.”
Knowing this well, Park Tae-sik had no choice but to suppress his nature.
He wasn’t afraid of his own death, but he couldn’t bear the thought of putting others in danger.
“…Is the era changing?”
Park Tae-sik muttered softly to himself.
Kwon Seon-woo, whom he could call a friend, had gone silent. Kwon Hyuk’s subordinates had seized all of Heukcheon’s core facilities.
If Heukcheon’s master truly changed hands, Park Tae-sik had no intention of remaining here.
The reason he’d stayed at Heukcheon all this time, hammering steel, wasn’t because of the name Heukcheon—it was because of his bond with Kwon Seon-woo.
“Under Kwon Hyuk… I have no desire to create anything.”
Park Tae-sik scratched his head, then suddenly flared with anger.
“Where the hell is Kwon Han-ul right now, and what is he doing?!”
That’s when it happened—a vast magical force pressed down upon the entire Forge.
It was such tremendous mana that even the craftsmen, dull to sensing energy, felt it vividly. Their skin crawled, and their bodies trembled.
“M-Master?”
Park Tae-sik rushed outside the Forge.
The hunters’ usual warnings to stay inside didn’t sound.
Every hunter was gazing up at the sky.
The moment Park Tae-sik looked up, he felt his entire body stiffen.
“…What in the world is that?”
A storm wrapped around the clouds was hurtling toward this place. In its wake, dark clouds and lightning began to descend.
There are many skills capable of covering long distances. But I had never once witnessed a skill that altered the surrounding environment so dramatically.
The tempest that had warped the sky descended upon the Workshop where Park Tae-sik stood. Wind laden with moisture scattered in all directions.
“Whoosh.”
As the storm dissipated, four figures materialized.
The moment Park Tae-sik laid eyes on one of them, his pupils dilated in shock.
“Master Craftsman, it’s been a month since we last met.”
Kwon Han-ul greeted him with a radiant smile.

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“Kwon Han-ul…?”
Unlike Hunters, Master Craftsmen don’t engage in direct combat, so their sensory perception tends to be duller.
However, Master Craftsmen must create equipment suited to Hunters, which grants them a certain discerning eye for reading people.
In the case of Park Tae-sik, who was called a Master Craftsman, that discernment was particularly exceptional.
That’s why he could recognize it.
“In such a short span of time… how did you become this strong?”
Kwon Han-ul, whom he met again after just a month, had changed in many ways.
The Kwon Han-ul of the past had been strong, but there were noticeable gaps in his abilities.
But the current Kwon Han-ul showed none of those shortcomings.
Not only had all his deficiencies been filled, but his overall prowess had elevated as well.
“I ate nutritious food and got plenty of rest, so this is what happened.”
Kwon Han-ul laughed and threw out a jest. The corners of Master Craftsman Park Tae-sik’s mouth curved slightly upward.
“I’ve come to receive the equipment you were commissioned to make. Is it finished?”
“What do you take me for… I finished it long ago!”
“Hearing you say that makes me look forward to it. Let’s go take a look in a moment.”
After saying so, Kwon Han-ul turned his body. Then he saw Hunters displaying hostility toward him.
“Thank you for waiting.”
“…There’s nothing to thank us for.”
One of the Hunters spoke. Cold sweat dripped down his pallid face.
“We didn’t dare make a move… we were simply watching.”
Nearly twenty Hunters were present, yet not a single one entertained the thought of rushing at Kwon Han-ul.
“Then how about you withdraw now? That way, things can end amicably.”
“That’s impossible. I’ve been ordered by the Vice Chairman to defend the Workshop.”
The Hunter drew his weapon. The other Hunters did the same.
“Ugh, we’re actually fighting the Black Flag Unit.”
“Combat right after arriving—how frightening.”
“This won’t be easy.”
The Heukam Corps also drew their weapons and aimed them at the Black Flag Unit members.
Combat was unavoidable. Kwon Han-ul clicked his tongue briefly.
“There’s no choice then. So….”
Kwon Han-ul’s face suddenly stiffened. He looked at them with an expression of incomprehension.
“…I was wondering where I’d seen you before, but now it comes back to me. You’re all from the Black Flag Unit, aren’t you?”
The unit led by Kwon Chan-seong, the eldest son of Kwon Hyuk, had once been one of Heukcheon’s most renowned forces.
However, what startled Kwon Han-ul wasn’t that they were from the Black Flag Unit.
“I was under the impression that Kwon Ji-seok is currently commanding the Black Flag Unit. So why isn’t he here?”
The second son of Kwon Hyuk and younger brother of Kwon Chan-seong.
When Kwon Chan-seong attacked the Blaga Family to kill Kwon Han-ul, I defeated him and left him in a vegetative state.
Afterward, I had heard that Kwon Ji-seok took command of the Black Flag Unit.
Yet Kwon Ji-seok was nowhere to be seen in this place.
“Are you referring to the former commander? He’s been missing for quite some time.”
“Missing?”
“After he was summoned by Kwon Hyuk, he vanished. Since then, I’ve taken command of the Black Flag Unit.”
The hunter bowed his head as he spoke.
“Allow me to reintroduce myself. I am Kwon Man-sik, commander of the third generation Black Flag Unit.”
Kwon Han-ul’s expression grew grave.
Kwon Man-sik’s introduction fell on deaf ears. The news that Kwon Ji-seok had gone missing sounded ominously foreboding.
“If Kwon Ji-seok has gone missing… what happened to Kwon Chan-seong?”
“He disappeared before Kwon Ji-seok did.”
“Kwon Chan-seong?”
“Anyway, how much longer do you intend to keep asking questions?”

Kwon Man-sik’s killing intent intensified. Kwon Han-ul let out a sigh.
“If you’re determined to fight, then so be it.”
But if they were members of the Black Flag Unit, there was another method available.
After killing Kwon Chan-seong at the Blaga Family, I had sealed away the memories of the Black Flag Unit members.
At the time, it had been done to conceal the fact that I had defeated Kwon Chan-seong.
“But fortunately, another approach just occurred to me.”
Kwon Han-ul drew upon the power of Bloodline Supremacy. I released all the sealed memories from the minds of the Black Flag Unit members.
Immediately after, the expressions of the Black Flag Unit members became hazy. Their faces soon contorted in shock and horror.
“Wh… wh… whaaaat!”
All the Black Flag Unit members screamed. Some dropped their weapons and collapsed to the ground.
“It’s… it’s Kwon Han-ul!”
“Y-you… you killed our c-commander! That person!”
“N-nooooo!”
All the Black Flag Unit members were consumed by profound shock, unable to recover.
“Do you still wish to fight me after this?”
Kwon Han-ul spoke to them. Upon hearing those words, the Black Flag Unit members glared at him one by one.
“We cannot forgive you…”
“How dare you lay hands on our commander…”
“You’ve destroyed everything…!”
A killing intent far more sinister than before crashed down upon them. Every member of the Black Flag Unit seized their weapons.
“…What?”
Kwon Han-ul regarded them with a momentary expression of bewilderment.
His attempt to break their fighting spirit had backfired spectacularly.
“I’ll end you!”
Kwon Man-sik, the commander of the Third Black Flag Unit, charged forward first. True to his Heukcheon Bloodline heritage, he came with bare fists.
Kwon Man-sik’s straight punch drove toward Kwon Han-ul’s face with devastating force.
In that instant, Kwon Han-ul’s hand vanished.
Kwon Man-sik’s face caved inward as his body flew through the air. The charging Black Flag Unit members froze at the sight.
“W-what was that?”
“How did he attack? I couldn’t see anything.”
As the unit that once represented Heukcheon’s elite forces, the Black Flag Unit members possessed strength rivaling the lower double-digit rankings among world-class hunters.
Yet despite their formidable abilities, not a single one of them had witnessed Kwon Han-ul’s strike.
“Ugh, uuugh….”
Moreover, despite taking only a single blow, Kwon Man-sik remained unconscious.
It demonstrated the vast chasm that existed between Kwon Han-ul and the Black Flag Unit members.
“…Don’t back down!”
“That’s right, we must avenge our commander!”
The Black Flag Unit members surged forward again, their fury rekindled.
Witnessing this, Kwon Han-ul exhaled a weary sigh and muttered.
“And I didn’t even kill him.”
I had merely rendered Kwon Chan-seong a vegetable, not killed him. Furthermore, Kwon Chan-seong had been the one to target my life first. There was no justification for such bitter resentment.
“You chose punishment of your own accord.”
A Yeui Orb materialized before my eyes.
Yet this Yeui Orb’s appearance differed greatly from those of others.
Unlike the jade-colored or white Yeui Orbs, the one I had created emanated an ink-black hue.
The ink-black Yeui Orb began radiating a deep, dark luminescence.
【Ability ‘Yeui Treasure Orb’ is being manifested.】
The Yeui Orb’s aura spread in all directions. The Black Flag Unit members entered within its domain.
Toward them, I pressed my index finger downward against the ground.
In that moment, the Black Flag Unit members’ bodies were driven into the earth. It was far more than simply having their heads buried—as if crushed beneath some colossal weight, their entire bodies burrowed through and into the ground.
“Hack!”
“Krraaagh!”
The Black Flag Unit members shrieked at the unexpected assault.
Yet almost immediately, they pushed against the ground with both hands, attempting to rise.
But no matter how much force they exerted, they could not lift their bodies. Rather than rising, they sank deeper still.
“Hmm, is this not enough?”
Kwon Han-ul made a grasping motion toward the empty air with his palm.
Instantly, all the mana within the Black Flag Unit members’ bodies vanished.
“Huh?”
The members of the Black Flag Unit were caught completely off guard by this unexpected turn of events.
With my magical power gone, they could no longer withstand the pressure. The Black Flag Unit members lay flat on the ground, their bodies trembling with pain.
When Kwon Han-ul turned around, he saw the Heukam Corps and the craftsmen. All of them stared at him with expressions of shock.
“What are you doing?”
Kwon Han-ul spoke to them.
“Hurry up and restrain those people.”
Hearing his words, the craftsmen scrambled into action. Kwon Han-ul added to them:
“Ah, but you’ll need to bind them with hunter-exclusive restraints.”
Next, Kwon Han-ul turned to Park Tae-sik.
“Well then, Master Craftsman, shall we go check the equipment?”
Park Tae-sik nodded with a dazed expression on his face.

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