Night_of_Dreams

Zion Freese died while sitting in a wooden chair in the bus stop station after accidentally getting hit by a truck. 

He thought it was the end, but unknowingly he transmigrated and became Zion Altaria, the illegitimate son of King Lionel Altaria, the ruler of the Terun empire, the strongest empire on the continent of Garenia… 

Because his mother was branded a slave, he was known to defame and dilute the bloodline of the royal family. He was the king’s greatest disgrace because of his very existence. The king had sinned against his ancestor.

 When he turned 15, his brothers and sister set him up, which led the King/father to seethe in anger, ordering the guard to throw him in a ship and banishing him to never return to the kingdom.
 If he ever does so, he will be killed immediately.

Darn that I just transmigrated and this is the first thing I experience no shit Sherlock... screw your empire...

Ding... congratulations to the host on obtaining the wooden throne system. 
"So, what if I’m banished to never return?
I intend to use my system to create my own territory that those royals will envy.
Let me sit on my wooden throne and savor this moment Hahaha " 

"The journey of conquering starts with me. Hail me, the king. Cool Hahaha"

[Tsk… Good for you, host]

"...." Zion

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In Another World with My Wooden Throne System

Ashanil took over the command of East Gate as he saw Andy exhausted physically and mentally from the fight and the death of the middle-aged man.

Even he was impressed by the middle-aged man's actions. He didn't even utter his name until he died in order to be remembered. It was a noble gesture to give up his life to slay the enemy.

He sighed, looking at the gates. He still underestimated the true knight's action and the consequence of not foreseeing it: the sacrifice of the life of a strongman.

Now he can only wish to finish this fight and doesn't desire the citizens of the city to be the second consequence of his plans being destroyed by variables.

Warriors, knights, and mages die in battle. Ashanil has no qualms about them dying. As the person who also lives by the swords, he knows better than anyone that dying in what you have chosen as a path is the biggest respect and honor a person can ever ask for.

Chapter 83: The Situation