Untamed: The Alpha - Chapter 207

When I died in a highway robbery and was reborn as Draco Von Ashblade, a bastard son in a world where awakened talents determined fate, I thought my noble birth would finally give me an easy life. Instead, I spent sixteen years as a mana-less outcast in my own family's estate.But on what should have been another day of humiliation, I awakened an SSS-rank Dragon Lord talent, only to discover the truth: my mana core had been deliberately damaged when I was young.Someone had tried to destroy my potential before it could manifest.Now, with my Dragon Lord abilities and my beasts which all have SSS-rank hidden potential, I'll uncover who sabotaged me and evolve my contracted beasts to their hidden potential.This time, I won't just survive as the bastard son; I'll make the dragons rise again after they disappeared from this world and forge my own legacy.Additional Tags:#Gates.#Dungeons#KingdomBuilding

He is a ger who came from feudal times. His greatest wish is to have a piece of land that belongs to him, marry a hard-working man and have a lovely baby. Live a simple and warm life.

He is a major general of the Federation, cold, ruthless, frightening, aloof. It’s the label given by everyone who knows him.

However, the failure of a mission made the strong and cold him encounters the delicate and gentle him. People of two extreme personalities unexpectedly get along harmoniously.

The world says,

The reason why he is cold is that he gave all his tenderness to his little husband.

Only when his little husband is around him can he become approachable.

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“Music, film, painting, calligraphy, sculpture, literature…”

“You know all this?”

“Just a bit.”

“You mean, you know a bit about all of these?”

“Yes, I know quite a bit about all of them.”

With the System in his pocket, he conquers the world through art, becoming the crownless king that all realms worship.

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