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In Another World with My Wooden Throne System

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 ......... ........ Note: English is not my first language, so please bear with me. Thank you for reading my webnovel. I hope you enjoyed it ........ Note from the author: Could you leave a review, and comment on the book?

Night_of_Dreams · Fantasy
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414 Chs

Chapter 287:  Warden Craven 

Chapter 287: Warden Craven 

"Stay down." Warden Craven looked at the unconscious Ironhand before gazing at the other inmate of the A-level prison in silence… 

Craven Veto, a loyal follower of Zion and a former member of the white robe of freedom, was one of the slaves who resisted and escaped from the Celestia Continent and was one of the best knights of the eternal kingdom. 

He had a strong, decisive, and ruthless personality towards all enemies. 

His appearance was that of a handsome 29-year-old man with a muscular body (200cm tall), slicked black hair, black eyes, and distinctively curved eyebrows at the end. 

He wore a white dress, black pants, black boots, and a black trench coat adorned with red lines that emit rune words of magic and physical defense.