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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?

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chapter 80: Whip Vs. Sword

Chapter 80: Whip and Sword

Ashanil began to advance in his step the orange-haired woman took a step back. With each passing second that they fought, she felt as though Ashanil was toying with her.

"Don't underestimate me, blue knight. Just wait until my brother and sister come. You'll die a gruesome death."

She grips her whip tightly and surrounds it with her killing aura, hoping to either finish the kill or, at the very least, force Ashanil back from the attack.

Swish boom 

The orange-haired woman's heavy whip cut open the inside of the Slave house, but Ashanil escaped the devastating impact and was only pushed back a few steps away from her, according to her observations.

Within minutes, the orange-haired woman's body and arms began to exhibit signs of tiredness from their fight. She had to use all of her might to release that killing aura. As a result, she was exhausted and weak.