Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 38

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 38】

Chapter 38: Bloodline Accompanies (3)

Thirty million dollars appeared on the glass display. The auctioneer’s jaw dropped at the sudden spike in price.
“Thirty, thirty million dollars! We have thirty million! Do I hear any higher bids!”
A long silence fell over the room. Then someone raised the bid again.
“Thirty-five million dollars! Come now, surely there’s no one else—”
Kwon Seon-woo pressed the button without hesitation and spoke again.
“Fifty million dollars.”
The auctioneer’s mouth fell open even wider. He looked around the room and shouted.
“Fifty million dollars! We have fifty million dollars! Any further bids!”
Minutes passed, but no one offered a higher price. The auctioneer raised his fist and cried out.
“Sold! Fifty million dollars!”
Kwon Han-ul stood frozen, watching the spectacle unfold.
Just a few months ago, I had trembled over mere hundreds of thousands of won. Now, watching him casually bid fifty million dollars—nearly six hundred billion won—without hesitation was almost incomprehensible to me.
“Well then, that Seonghwang Tree is yours.”
I turned to Kwon Seon-woo in shock.
“You’re giving that to me?”
“Didn’t I say it was a gift for passing the test?”
I simply sat there with my mouth agape. While I was processing this, Kwon Seon-woo spoke to Joo Ha-yeon.
“Ha-yeon, turn off the screen now.”
Joo Ha-yeon stood and manipulated the switch again.
The auction house scene vanished, replaced once more by a blank wall.
His attitude made it clear he had no further interest in the auction. This only deepened my confusion.
‘Did he come to the auction house solely to test me?’
I genuinely wondered if all these so-called chairmen had such twisted dispositions.
Just then, Joo Ha-yeon sat beside me and whispered.
“Congratulations. You’ve earned the Chairman’s recognition.”
“Why is he suddenly acting like this?”
“Given what you accomplished at the Mei Family Compound, there’s nothing strange about it.”
It should have been something to celebrate. Yet my heart felt strangely complicated.
This was the first time Kwon Seon-woo had treated me with such warmth.
Suddenly, the bell rang. Joo Ha-yeon picked up the intercom.
“What is it?”
-My apologies for the interruption. One of our guests has expressed a strong desire to obtain the Seonghwang Tree and has indicated a willingness to negotiate an exchange.
Joo Ha-yeon looked at Kwon Seon-woo. He gestured for her to hand him the intercom.
“An exchange for the Seonghwang Tree?”
-Yes, that is correct.
“In such cases, it would be proper etiquette to reveal one’s identity first.”
Each auction house had its own set of rules.
At the Delos Auction House, after an auction concluded, one could express intent for a private transaction, but only by first disclosing their identity.
That way, the other party could more easily decide whether to accept the deal or refuse.
-It is a request from Catalina Blaga.
Blaga?
At those words, Kwon Han-ul’s eyes widened.
He could not help but know. They were one of the Western Royal Bloods, a family with power so formidable that even Heukcheon could not afford to ignore them.
In truth, the Blaga Family fell far short of the Kwon Family in terms of raw military might.
Yet the reason Heukcheon could not treat the Blaga Family carelessly was because of the vast network of connections they possessed.
…or so he had understood.
“That lowborn wench wants the Seonghwang Tree?”
Judging by Kwon Seon-woo’s demeanor, the Blaga Family seemed beneath his notice entirely.
“Tell her to get lost….”
Suddenly, Kwon Seon-woo’s expression shifted. He stroked his chin, deliberating over something, then spoke.
“Let’s see her face first.”
-Understood. Catalina Blaga will be coming up shortly.
Kwon Seon-woo set down the intercom and asked.
“Do you know what kind of place the Blaga Family is?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Then you must also know well what power the Blaga Family wields.”
I nodded at his words.
The bloodline members of the Blaga Family were not numerous.
The pure-blooded numbered fewer than ten, and the half-blooded and mixed-blooded were no different.
Yet the Blaga Family’s influence was as vast as any other great house.
The reason lay in the Vassal Blood they possessed—
the very power to dominate other humans.
The Blaga Family had leveraged this ability to subjugate and manipulate mankind, expanding their influence ever outward.
Catalina Blaga was one of the few pure-blooded members of the Blaga Family and one of the five elders who led it.
Her dominion power could not help but be formidable.
“When you meet Catalina Blaga, do not let your guard down for even a moment. If you do, you will be dominated at once.”
“Yes.”
“Should you ever fall under that woman’s spell, I will personally crush your skull.”
“Surely you jest?”
“Did it sound like a jest?”
A murderous glint crystallized in Kwon Seon-woo’s eyes. Kwon Han-ul swallowed hard.
“I will never tolerate a bloodline member of Heukcheon falling under the spell of such filthy creatures.”
The words rose to the tip of his tongue: then why accept the proposal in the first place? Why summon her here?
‘No, wait… could this be a test as well?’
Given Kwon Seon-woo’s nature, it was entirely plausible.
If that were true, it would be nothing short of a cruel prank.
As I pondered this, someone knocked on the door.
“Catalina Blaga has come to visit.”
Click—the door swung open. Through the gap, a sweet fragrance flooded the room.
A woman entered, parting the air with her presence. Two men followed in her wake.
The moment I saw her, my entire body froze as if struck by ice from my toes upward. The men who had entered with her barely registered in my awareness.
Hair dyed in golden hues and a crimson dress clinging to her skin like a second layer.
“Sigh….”
The woman exhaled a long breath. In that instant, a thirst bloomed within me—a burning, desperate ache.
“I’ve been wondering who paid fifty million dollars for the Seonghwang Fruit….”
Catalina Blaga.
“I never expected it to be the Chairman of Heukcheon.”
The pure-blooded heir of the Blaga Family clicked her tongue as she spoke.

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“If it had been anyone else, I could have obtained the Seonghwang Fruit easily….”
Catalina Blaga pressed her finger to her forehead. Each trivial gesture melted away at one’s resolve.
“You haven’t changed from the old days. Still indulging in vulgar behavior.”
“Vulgar? There’s nothing wrong with utilizing bloodline abilities.”
Catalina Blaga responded with shameless ease. Kwon Seon-woo sneered in reply.
“That’s precisely what makes it vulgar.”
“It’s a shame. If you could just fix that rigid way of thinking, you’d truly be a magnificent man, Chairman.”
Catalina Blaga licked her lips. Her red, glistening tongue appeared for a moment before vanishing.
“How about it? Why not spend a long night with me?”
“I decline. I have no interest in sleeping on rags.”
At those words, one of the men standing behind her tensed. He appeared to be around my age.
Catalina Blaga glanced at the young man. He suppressed his displeasure, gritting his teeth.
“Chairman, would you be willing to hand over the Seonghwang Fruit to me?”
“What do you intend to use it for?”
“You shouldn’t pry into others’ secrets so carelessly.”
Catalina’s eyes smiled. It was a sight beautiful enough to make one’s heart race, yet Kwon Seon-woo merely frowned.
“There’s no point asking me. The Seonghwang Fruit belongs to someone else.”
“What do you mean?”
“The Seonghwang Fruit belongs to that child. So negotiate directly with them instead.”
Kwon Seon-woo pointed at me. In that instant, my eyes met Catalina Blaga’s.
“You won’t regret those words?”
Catalina Blaga smiled as she spoke. I swallowed hard without realizing it.

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“But who is this person? I don’t believe we’ve met before.”
“You should know by now. I heard the rumors have spread across the entire world.”
“Rumors?”
Catalina Blaga’s eyes widened gradually.
“…Could it be the Little Dragon of Heukcheon who killed the Sword Saint of the Hundred Sects?”
At the mention of Little Dragon, Kwon Han-ul’s brow furrowed.
“What is this ridiculous nickname?”
“Oh, I spoke. Your voice is quite pleasant to hear.”
“Just explain it quickly.”
Catalina Blaga tilted her head as if something seemed odd.
“It’s a nickname given to the super rookie who killed the Sword Saint of the Hundred Sects. Isn’t it cute?”
“It’s childish.”
“Oh my, you don’t seem to like it. But what can we do? Everyone who talks about you calls you the Little Dragon.”
I truly despised it.
My expression control was failing. Little Dragon, of all things.
Watching Kwon Han-ul’s reaction, Catalina Blaga tilted her head once more.
“Your reaction seems a bit strange.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s nothing.”
Catalina Blaga shook her head. She was a woman whose every gesture was both endearing and bewitching.
“I was curious about what the Little Dragon of Heukcheon would be like. And now I get to meet you. I’m truly delighted!”
Catalina Blaga extended her hand. Kwon Han-ul grasped it without thinking.
Silken skin brushed against his palm. A current seemed to flow through his body.
Kwon Han-ul sensed danger and tried to pull away. But before he could, Catalina Blaga drew him closer.
As a result, Kwon Han-ul found himself so close to Catalina Blaga that their noses nearly touched.
“Then, Little Dragon, would you give me the Seonghwangsu?”
Catalina Blaga wrapped her arms around his forearm. The softness of her body enveloped his entire arm.
“I’m asking you this way.”
A sweet fragrance entered through his nostrils. His mind spun.
“Please, I’m begging you.”
Coquettish whispers laced with nasal tones pierced his ears. It felt as though his mind was being toyed with.
In the midst of such confusion, Kwon Han-ul answered.
“No.”
Absolutely firm.

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When Kwon Han-ul first met Catalina Blaga, he felt fear.
It was a different kind of terror than facing a formidable opponent. A fear he felt as a man, as a male.
‘It’s genuinely terrifying.’
No man—no person—could resist Catalina Blaga’s charm. Kwon Han-ul himself was already stumbling under her spell.
Had he been careless, Kwon Han-ul might have surrendered the Seonghwang Water to her without hesitation.
【’Genius Blood’ is resisting ‘Mental Attack – Seduction’.】
Without Genius Blood, he would have been lost.
【’Genius Blood’ resists mental corruption.】
【’Genius Blood’ maintains mental clarity.】
Kwon Han-ul withdrew his forearm from Catalina Blaga’s grasp.
Even as Genius Blood resisted, the lingering regret he felt spoke volumes—Catalina Blaga’s ability was disturbingly potent.
‘That was close.’
To shake off the remaining longing, Kwon Han-ul brushed his forearm with quick, deliberate motions.
“The Seonghwang Water is something I need as well. I cannot surrender it.”
“Even when I ask so earnestly?”
Catalina Blaga gazed up at Kwon Han-ul with glistening eyes.
【’Genius Blood’ completely dispels ‘Mental Attack – Seduction’.】
“Yes.”
At Kwon Han-ul’s resolute answer, Catalina Blaga’s expression hardened like stone.
It was as if the heavens themselves had collapsed.
“…How interesting.”
Catalina Blaga’s gaze transformed. Her eyes, which had seemed innocent moments before, now curved like a serpent’s tail.
No—it wasn’t just her eyes. Her entire aura had inverted.
“So even a young bloodline descendant of Heukcheon dares refuse me?”
Dangerous.
His instincts screamed a warning. If he stayed, he would not leave unscathed. He needed to escape this place immediately.
“Before being a bloodline of the Blaga Family, I’m wounded as a woman in my pride.”
Catalina Blaga’s pupils elongated like a serpent’s. In that instant, Kwon Han-ul felt the illusion of an invisible hand clenching around his heart.
Then it happened.
【’???’responds to the authority of ‘Retainer Blood’.】
A message materialized.

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