Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 83

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 83】

Chapter 83: A Dangerous Deal (3)

Jose Dil Pablo.
The strongest of the Pablo Family, which dominates the Mexico region.
The pillar supporting the South American Cartel Alliance.
The prince of South America.
The reports contained countless titles when referring to him.
“Jose! What kind of nonsense are you spouting to our guest!”
“Heh, Uncle, you’re the one putting on airs. Isn’t it the law of our Pablo Family to first ask about our parents’ well-being when a guest arrives?”
Beyond the titles, the reports endlessly warned of Jose Dil Pablo’s dangerousness.
And for good reason. Because he remained confined to South America, he wasn’t widely known, but the things he had done were truly shocking.
“Uncle! Immediately drive out Heukcheon and pretend this never happened!”
“Shut up! It’s already done! Don’t say another word about it!”
While reading through the reports, Kwon Han-ul felt curiosity about this man. He wondered if he was truly as formidable as the warnings suggested.
And the Jose Dil Pablo he actually saw was.
“Uncle! Aren’t you afraid of the Godfather’s wrath!”
“The Godfather? You fool! The Godfather is merely an administrator of the alliance! Not the leader!”
“Only you think that way, Uncle!”
He exceeded what was written in the reports.
A monster? Such words fell short. Simply facing him was enough to

feel it the moment I laid eyes on him. How absurdly powerful this man was.
【The Black Dragon Bloodline awakens.】
The Black Dragon Bloodline, which rarely reacted unless engaged in intense combat, awakened the instant it encountered Jose Dil Pablo.

【Assimilation Rate 31% → 33%】
Even my assimilation rate was climbing.
I had judged that in my current state, I couldn’t defeat that man.
It was proof that I recognized Jose Dil Pablo as a threatening existence.
“Hey, you!”
Jose Dil Pablo shouted toward Kwon Han-ul.
“I don’t know why the Heukcheon Group covets this rural Dungeon, but you’d better quietly disappear!”
“Kwon Han-ul.”
“What?”
“My name is Kwon Han-ul. I mentioned it since you seemed unaware of it.”
“Kwon Han-ul? The one who killed Ferdrans?”
A flicker of interest crossed Jose Dil Pablo’s eyes.
“A guy who didn’t even make the world ranker candidates killed a villain from Pandemonium?”
Jose Dil Pablo walked toward Kwon Han-ul. The distance between them gradually narrowed.
“Pandemonium, world rankers—I’ve killed plenty of those bastards myself. They’re all talk and no substance, but I didn’t think someone like you could manage it?”
Jose Dil Pablo’s footsteps stopped.
“Shall we test it out?”
In that moment, Jose Dil Pablo’s killing intent intensified.
【True Black Dragon Bloodline Assimilation Rate 33% → 35%】
【True Asura Bloodline Assimilation Rate 25% → 27%】
【True Superhuman Bloodline Assimilation Rate 15% → 17%】
The bloodline assimilation rates rose in tandem.
“Jose! Can’t you stop! That person came from Heukcheon!”
“Uncle, there’s no need to repeat what you already know. You seem to have forgotten since it was so long ago.”
Jose Dil Pablo’s eyes narrowed.
“When I killed those world rankers and Pandemonium bastards, their guilds and organizations threw tantrums about revenge—did you forget what happened after that?”
Even Ricardo Pablo’s warning couldn’t restrain Jose Dil Pablo.
That was when it happened.
A blade pressed against Jose Dil Pablo’s neck. Mei Hong had closed in and was holding her sword to his throat.
“And who are you?”
“You don’t need to know. If you lay a hand on our captain, I’ll cut you down immediately.”
“You think you can stop me with that dull blade?”
“My blade alone won’t be enough.”
Mei Hong’s gaze shifted slightly to the side. Jose Dil Pablo looked in that direction as well.
Kwon Hu-don stood ready with black scale armor wrapped around his arms and legs, prepared to burst forward at any moment.
“Ha.”
Jose Dil Pablo let out a scornful laugh.
“Have these bastards lost their minds? They dare defy me at this level?”
“I’m here as well.”
“Who else!”
Jose Dil Pablo roared, his gaze snapping forward.
Joo Ha-yeon stood behind Kwon Han-ul.
Unable to dismiss even Joo Ha-yeon, Jose Dil Pablo’s expression hardened slightly.
“…What is this woman doing here?”
“It seems you don’t know me.”
“Why would I know a woman like you?”
Jose Dil Pablo raised his voice.
But Kwon Han-ul could tell. The Kwon Bloodline revealed Jose Dil Pablo’s mental state to him.
Ever since Joo Ha-yeon stepped forward, Jose Dil Pablo had been on edge.
“This is getting quite interesting.”
But the tension was fleeting. Murderous intent and fury began to boil up once more.
“Fine, no need to wait. Let’s settle this right here.”
“Jose, stop it.”
“Uncle, please be quiet for a moment. I’ll handle this myself….”
That was when it happened.
Suddenly, a phone rang. Jose Dil Pablo held up his palm and spoke.
“Excuse me while I take this call.”
He pulled out his smartphone.
“What’s going on? What? Another one killed? Who this time? Orihel?”
Jose Dil Pablo hung up irritably.
“Uncle. Orihel is dead.”
At those words, Ricardo Pablo’s expression grew grave.
“What are you talking about? Why would he be dead? He has several Hunters under him.”
“I just heard about it myself, so don’t ask me.”
As if they hadn’t just been fighting, the two began discussing the matter.
“Damn it, I’m swamped.”
Jose Dil Pablo withdrew all his murderous intent. He pointed at Kwon Han-ul and spoke.
“Something urgent came up, so unfortunately I have to go… You should give up on the Dungeon.”
Jose Dil Pablo slammed the door shut and disappeared.
“That idiot.”
Ricardo Pablo let out a deep sigh.
“I’m truly sorry. Please accept my apologies.”
“Think nothing of it. I came already knowing about the Pablo Family’s circumstances.”
At Kwon Han-ul’s words, Ricardo Pablo’s face darkened.
The internal strife of the Family had become so severe that it was known to outsiders—there was nothing good about that.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to tour the Dungeon right now.”
At Kwon Han-ul’s words, Ricardo Pablo’s eyes widened.
“It’s strange to say this, but… you’re going to enter the Dungeon even after seeing my nephew cause such a commotion?”
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
Kwon Han-ul’s expression was genuinely bewildered.
“Who would be frightened by a stray dog’s bark?”
Ricardo Pablo’s face went blank for a moment.
“And I suggest you keep a close eye on your nephew.”
Kwon Han-ul spoke toward Ricardo Pablo.
“I may let this slide, but the other members of the Heukcheon Bloodline won’t tolerate it.”

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Jose Dil Pablo rushed to the scene.
“Damn it.”
The moment he saw what lay before him, curses spilled from his lips.
A shadowy alley tucked away in the city.
Charred corpses of cartel soldiers were strewn across the ground.
The city guard commander Orihel had fared even worse—his entire body was crushed, lifeless.
Jose Dil Pablo questioned one of his men.
“Any witnesses?”
“No, sir.”
In that instant, Jose Dil Pablo struck the man across the face. His jaw dislocated as teeth scattered to the ground.
“You bastard! Who is it?! Who the hell is touching our Family?!”
This made five. Yet they still hadn’t identified the culprit.
“Where did this monster crawl out from?”
Orihel was no ordinary fighter.
Even searching the entire Pablo Family—no, the entire South American Cartel Alliance—few could match his skill.
He hadn’t been given the role of city guard commander for nothing.
Yet Orihel had been slaughtered so brutally. The gap in power was that vast.
“Search the perimeter. Find any clue, no matter how trivial, that could lead us to this bastard!”
Jose Dil Pablo shouted irritably. His men scattered in a flurry of activity.
Jose Dil Pablo emerged from the alley, his anger simmering. He was walking toward the main street when—
A car pulled up in front of him. The rear door opened, and a woman leaned her head out.
“Hey there, handsome. Want a ride?”
At those words, Jose Dil Pablo let out a dry laugh.
“Lame line.”
Even as he said it, he climbed into the car.
“What happened with the Dungeon?”
At the woman’s question, Jose Dil Pablo clicked his tongue.
“In the end, Uncle decided to hand that Dungeon over to Heukcheon.”
“My… the Godfather had such high hopes for that Dungeon.”
“Tell the Godfather not to worry. I’ll stop it no matter what.”
“I’m not sure if telling him will ease his anger…”
“Don’t play weak. You’re more than capable of handling this.”
At Jose Dil Pablo’s words, the woman Ashely curved her lips into an enigmatic smile.
“Rather than that, since we’ve already handed it over to Heukcheon, why not use it in a different way?”
“What do you mean?”
Ashely leaned in close to Jose Dil Pablo and whispered something in his ear.
As the whispered words continued, Jose Dil Pablo’s expression shifted from shock to something hardened and grim.
“…You’re asking me to betray my uncle?”
“We can’t just leave the Pablo Family divided like this forever, can we? Using Heukcheon will make things easier.”
“But what if Heukcheon becomes angry?”
I had heard plenty of rumors about Heukcheon’s notoriety.
It wasn’t that I was particularly frightened, but an uncomfortable unease was unavoidable.
“All the resentment will fall upon Ricardo Pablo. He’ll bear it all.”
Ashely added playfully.
“Besides, with the Godfather around, why would you fear some Heukcheon?”
At those words, Jose Dil Pablo bared his teeth in a grin.
“That’s right….”
Just as he was about to speak, the face of someone suddenly surfaced in his mind.
That man named Kwon Han-ul whom he had just seen.
“….”
Why was that?
No matter how much I thought about it, he was far weaker than myself. Yet I couldn’t seem to erase him from my mind.
Those eyes that had gazed upon me.
I couldn’t forget those fathomless black eyes, no matter how hard I tried.
“Jose?”
Ashely asked again. Only then did Jose Dil Pablo speak.
“With the Godfather present, what is there to fear?”

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Leaving the Mansion, Kwon Han-ul rode in the automobile Ricardo Pablo had prepared, heading toward the Dungeon.
He had no intention of clearing it today. His goal was to meet the guide, hear their explanation, and formulate a rough strategy.
“We’ve arrived.”
The driver brought the car to a stop.
In the middle of the Desert, where cacti bloomed in scattered clusters, a Dungeon Gate hovered in the air.
“So this is an S-rank Dungeon…”
If the magical energy felt from other Dungeons was like a subtle floral fragrance, then the magical energy from an S-rank Dungeon felt as though an entire bottle of perfume had been poured out at once.
“It’s incredible.”
“Wow…”
Mei Hong and Kwon Hu-don couldn’t hide their astonishment. In contrast, Joo Ha-yeon showed no reaction whatsoever.
“Ha-yeon, you don’t seem very surprised.”
“I’ve seen a lot of them before.”
Her demeanor truly reflected her experience.
Suddenly, I sensed a presence.
“Are you the ones from Heukcheon?”
A man wearing a robe turned to address me. I nodded in response.
“That’s correct.”
“I’m the guide assigned to lead this Dungeon.”
The man bowed respectfully as he spoke.
“Please call me GG.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Kwon Han-ul. These are…”
Just as I was about to introduce the others, I flinched.
A faint scent of blood emanated from this man, GG.
“…Mei Hong, Kwon Hu-don, and Joo Ha-yeon.”
I wondered if he might be an assassin, but I sensed no killing intent.
“Let’s work well together going forward.”
I decided to reserve judgment for now and extended my hand for a handshake.
“The pleasure is mine.”
GG grasped the hand I offered.
Then, a message appeared.
【’???’detects Phantasmal Beast Blood.】

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