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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 228: Shock!!! 

Chapter 228: Shock!!! 

When the remaining conscious soldiers and knights learned the identity of the mysterious young man as the third prince of the Terun Kingdom, their hearts and minds buzzed with shock about the information. 

After all, everyone in the kingdom knew the infamous youngest prince of the kingdom, who brought shame to the royal bloodline due to his undesirable existence that was born by mistake. 

"Third Prince? Why are we fighting a prince of our own kingdom?" one of the foot soldiers inquired, surprised to learn the truth and perplexed by the war. "Since the third prince was the king of the Eternal Kingdom, shouldn't it be right to say that the Eternal Kingdom is part of the Terun Kingdom already?" 

When an old knight heard this, he sighed, shaking his head, for this ordinary citizen was unaware that the Terun Kingdom's third prince had recently been deprived of his family's name, prestige, blood, wealth, and abilities.