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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 86: Silver & Purple's Love.

Silver felt his strength all across his body, and his strength estimation had now reached the peak six-star level. Using his plant magic, he was confident that even a seven-star beginner would not pose a threat to him in a fight.

He was pleased by the strength the pill gave him, but he was also concerned about what was growing inside his body. If he didn't restrain that thing, he was certain that his strength would increase and he would transform into a horrific monster. 

As a true knight and member of the brute tribe of Rav, he was not willing to become a monster or, more so, be controlled by destruction. Even though his mentality and blood were brute, there was still a big difference between the brute tribe of Rav's killing and destruction and the thing inside him that meant killing and destruction.

"This strength, I hope you like it, black knight," Silver stared at the black knight as he picked up his sword again and covered it with his killing aura.