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 299: Different and Similarities…

"Hahaha, I don't know who you all are, but your timely appearance saved me and helped me in my breakthrough."

"I, Leander, one of the 13 honorable kings of the Garantuan Continent, shall never forget this kindness of saving my life.

If you ever need my help in the future, simply find me, and I will not hesitate to do my best to help you all."

Leander laughed loudly as he approached Ashanil and the others with his crippled left arm and wounds that were slowly healing with the help of Ruina's spirit rune recovery spell.

He was in awe of Ashanil and the others' might as this was his first encounter with such a power.

Which was very different from their known indomitable self-will that had been passed down by humanity and beasts for generations and been perfected over time through the cycle of life and death.