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 356: Ambitions and Machinations...

"Your Holiness, I demand the truth. Did you dispatch those unknown individuals into my prison to rescue your priest?" Zion's voice reverberates through the throne room, his gaze piercing into Priest Ronvel's eyes.

As Zion awaited Ronvel's response, he didn't forget to scrutinize the heroes, observing their discontent and astonishment at his straightforward words and the fate of their classmates.

He even noticed that some heroes were on the verge of offering honest answers but were restrained by their wiser peers, who believed answering wasn't their role.

After all, Priest Ronvel and General Holden created this tense situation, so they were not in a position to answer anything, even if they knew Denis and the other.

Just as everyone waited for Priest Ronvel's honest answer, they all caught him smiling calmly. His seriousness and anger quickly dissipated as they saw a few seconds of glow from its staff.