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 408: Light Heroes, Generals...

[Light Empire, Hero Training Ground]

"I can't do this anymore. Every part of me is in agony from this brutal training. Can't we have a day or two off to regain our strength and resolve... God?" Sarah, in her knight training uniform, sat on the ground, covered in sweat and mud.

Her hands were red and covered with calluses; even the simplest movements caused her pain. She felt that if she kept training without a break, she truly would collapse physically and mentally.

"Cough... General Deter, can't you give us a break? You know this is way too much for us. Since returning to the Empire, we've had to train in everything... Damn, I feel like a soldier, then a hero. The treatment has gone from good to worse," Eric said, voicing his frustration.

"Exactly, even as a mage, I have to endure this brutal training... Damn... I still have to cram my brain with studies at night. Isn't this too much?"