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

"...." system

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In Another World with My Wooden Throne System

Chapter 206: spiritual and physical enhancement

Zion's expression became solemn as he narrowly avoided the goblin's wooden club by an inch, but just as he was about to counter and end the fight, the wooden club made a gushing sound of wild winds, throwing him a few meters.

'TSK… so close,' Zion thought as he smiled while releasing his intent to kill and win against a goblin.

Every time he fought the goblin, he felt his spiritual persona enhance while also getting some insight on how to better control his prowess.

After all, the goblin was no ordinary goblin but could be said to be a super-elite among the elites of legendary goblins.

Its fighting technique was simple, but its instinct for danger and opportunities to strike was terrifying, adding to the fact that its wooden club was not a normal weapon because it could boost the goblin's power and rescue it from non-fatal hits.