World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

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Righteousness often comes from the slaughter of the wicked!

If Simon had read a few more books and become one of those scheming nobles, he wouldn't have been so easily swayed by a few words.

No!

I am a righteous person.

Just as this thought emerged in Du Ge's mind, he quickly suppressed it.

In this battlefield, his keyword was righteousness.

He had to remember that he was a righteous person and couldn't act as recklessly as he did in previous battlefields.

Everything he did had to be justified.

It wasn't that I tricked him, but rather my powerful charisma moved him...

Moreover, looking back at all the Simulation Fields and Alien Star Battlefields he had experienced, he had never done anything bad. He had always been a righteous person!

The real trash was that scumbag Holly!

Righteousness was practically tailor-made for him; this was a sure thing!

...

Simon opened the cell door for Du Ge, then unlocked the shackles on his body. He stood behind Du Ge like a little follower, respectfully.

Looking at Holly's back, Simon suddenly felt his spine straighten even more. It was as if he could faintly see a halo around Holly.

It must be because he had established his own beliefs!

Simon sighed inwardly. Throughout history, all those great figures seemed to have gone through hardships and established firm beliefs before finally achieving success.

His choice was right. Why should his life be confined to this small prison, being just a jailer?

He should follow a wise man and see a broader world.

Holly was right; human potential is limitless. His life should be more exciting.

...

"Mr. Leen, would you like to leave this filthy prison with me?" Du Ge stood in front of Leen's cell, speaking seriously, "You are a wise man and shouldn't be trapped here."

A wise man?

The real wise man is you!

I'm just a warrior.

Leen muttered, looking at Du Ge, "Aren't you going to ask what crime I committed?"

"To recognize one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue," Du Ge smiled, "I would even give someone like Xima Lynch a chance, so why would I care about your crime? The purpose of prison is not punishment but a means to an end. Once you recognize your mistakes and are willing to correct them, there's no need for further punishment."

"I didn't make any mistakes; those bastards framed me," Leen roared angrily.

"Then there's no problem at all," Du Ge laughed.

"You don't even know why I was framed, yet you believe me?" Leen frowned.

"I believe in a wise man and even more in my own judgment," Du Ge said, "When you went to great lengths to save my life, I knew you were a good person."

"Damn!" Leen cursed, "What if one day you find out you were wrong?"

"As long as you follow me and do righteous things, you are a good person," Du Ge smiled and continued, "Of course, if one day I find out you are indeed a villain, I will personally send you on your way to make up for my mistake. Mr. Leen, I am not a stubborn person."

I've never seen anyone more stubborn than you!

To reduce others' suffering, you bore the reputation of a wastrel for so many years;

To save this country from war, you sacrificed yourself and your family...

And now, because of a few words from me, you are ready to fight this filthy world without hesitation.

Such a person claims not to be stubborn?

Leen looked at Du Ge with pity, seeing the sparkle in his eyes, suddenly feeling a bit guilty.

He found he couldn't look Du Ge in the eye.

Though he wasn't a noble person and thought Du Ge was foolish, deep down, he admired people like him.

It is because of people like Holly that the world becomes a better place!

"Mr. Leen, I was presumptuous," Du Ge seemed to remember something, looking at Leen, shaking his head, and stepping back, "You are different from me. Maybe you will regain your freedom after a few days in this cell. But if you escape with me, you will become a fugitive in the Lucerne Kingdom. It's indeed inappropriate. I respect your choice..."

Leen's face turned red. He looked at Du Ge, feeling his dignity was insulted, and couldn't help but roar, "Bullshit, I'm not afraid of escaping with you. Besides, this is a cell for serious offenders."

Du Ge looked at Leen, "Mr. Leen, you don't have to force yourself. You've already helped me enough."

Leen grew more furious. He looked at Simon and shouted, "Simon, you idiot, open my cell door..."

Du Ge frowned, "Mr. Leen..."

Leen interrupted him, "Holly, stop calling me Mr. and stop persuading me. I am willing to follow you, even if it means my death. Do you understand?"

Du Ge looked at Leen, frowning again, "Leen, you really don't have to force yourself..."

"Shut up, this is my decision," Leen said, "Holly, you no longer have your viscount father to protect you. Without me, this naive guy will be swallowed whole by this world. Your ideals, your beliefs, will vanish into thin air, understand?"

"..." Du Ge was silent. He lowered his head, then raised it again after a moment, "Leen, you're right. I was rash. Thank you."

Leen rolled his eyes at Du Ge, looking at Simon who opened his cell, muttering, "Damn it, I must be crazy to protect a scumbag and worry that this fool might get killed by others."

"So, are you all willing to leave with me?" As if not hearing Leen's complaints, Du Ge looked at the people in the nearby cells and asked, "I respect your choices as well."

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"Willing."

"Simon, let me out. I've had enough of this damned place."

"Holly, I'm willing to follow you too."

...

The prison was immediately filled with voices. Some prisoners even reached out through the bars, waving vigorously at Du Ge, and some even whistled.

"Holly, some of them are really dangerous criminals," Simon whispered behind Du Ge, "We can't let everyone out."

"Then who do you think we can take out?" Du Ge asked.

"Reg, Lather, Orey," Simon, familiar with the prisoners, whispered to Du Ge, pointing out their locations, "Besides them, the rest are real scum."

"Holly, don't listen to that idiot Simon. You said everyone deserves a chance to reform..." A scar-faced man reached out through the bars, smiling ingratiatingly at Du Ge, "I have a powerful martial soul. Let me protect you, so you can survive Grand Duke Lynch's pursuit..."

Du Ge stood in front of his cell, suddenly grabbed his fingers, and with a slight force, broke them backward. Before the man could scream, Du Ge's hand reached into the cell and swiftly snapped his neck.

The man collapsed to the ground, eyes wide with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe Holly would actually kill him.

Seeing Holly suddenly kill someone, the previously noisy prison fell silent.

Du Ge looked at the fool he had just killed, elegantly wiped his hands on his clothes, "I'm not a fool. I know who can help me and who can make this world a better place. If I let you scum out for my own benefit, that would be irresponsible to the world."

Leen stared at Du Ge's back, stunned. At that moment, his eyes also lit up, and he praised, "Well done, buddy."

"Leen, I told you, I'm not a stubborn person," Du Ge turned to look at Leen, smiling, "I just have my own beliefs. I can willingly play the wastrel for over a decade to save others, and I can eliminate evil for my dreams."

Saying this.

He looked at the cells again, seriously asking, "Reg, Lather, Orey, are you willing to follow me?"

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