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

"Are… are all the things you've shown me true?"

Marquis Cowen looked at Zion, wanting to confirm if the illusion was true or just a lie to play him for a joke.

But witnessing their silence, looking at him as their silence expressed that it was the truth, he couldn't help but grasp his chest, feeling pain, sadness, and despair for Faiston, believing that he had failed to guide his son. 'What have you turned into, my son?'

When King Trinity wrote him a letter detailing why Faiston was imprisoned, and even hearing his old friend Trevis and Fay's testimony, he refused to believe the truth, believing that his son had been framed by some cunning humans.

After all, his son couldn't even kill a fly, and whenever they went on an expedition to eradicate pirates who invaded their territory, he had always seen Faiston battle with restraint, unwilling to go for the kill.

Chapter 302: My Son's!