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

"Where is Xima Lynch?" A gruff voice came from the cell next door. "Holly, I don't believe there's such a thing as pure eyes in this world, and I certainly don't believe nobles have a conscience, unless you tell me the scandal about Xima Lynch."

"Leen, shut up." Feeling his professionalism questioned, Simon angrily rebuked.

"Only an idiot like you would believe the stories he made up." Leen sneered. "Idiot, can't you see he's just toying with you? Predictive martial souls don't work the way he says, and I've never heard of anyone awakening half a martial soul..."

Simon cast a suspicious glance at Du Ge.

Du Ge smiled. "Leen, you might want to move half a step to the side."

"Why should I listen to you?" Leen retorted.

Before he finished speaking.

Smack!

Leen yelped, "What the hell?"

"Leen, if you had listened to me, that piece of falling wall plaster wouldn't have hit your head." Du Ge smiled and continued.

Thanks to Simon, Du Ge's consciousness covered the surrounding cells, making him fully aware of their layout.

The damp, cold cell walls were covered with water droplets. With Du Ge's current water control abilities, making a piece of plaster fall was a piece of cake.

Leen suddenly fell silent.

Simon curiously walked over and glanced into Leen's cell, his eyes widening.

Leen's head and one shoulder were covered in dust, and the plaster above his head had indeed fallen.

Plaster falling in the prison was common, but for Du Ge to predict it so accurately was not.

At this moment.

Leen was staring blankly at the fallen plaster above his head, clearly shaken by Du Ge's predictive ability.

"Now do you believe me?" A small prank had proven his words true, but the attribute of integrity had quietly decreased a bit. However, Du Ge was satisfied with his handiwork and didn't mind the small loss.

"Mr. Holly, you really can foresee danger." Simon walked back, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Du Ge.

"That wasn't danger just now. I usually wouldn't bother with such things." Du Ge smiled. "And I must correct you, I don't foresee danger; I only foresee the disasters about to happen to others." 𐍂

"What about Xima Lynch?" Leen's voice came again. "If she's really the slut you say she is, why did you save her?"

Du Ge was silent for a moment, then said, "If Xima Lynch's affair is discovered by Prince Nelson, he will kill her in a fit of rage. Grand Duke Lynch, in his grief, will launch a rebellion, plunging the Lucerne Kingdom into chaos and causing countless families to be destroyed."

"..." Simon.

"..." Leen.

"But if I bear all these disasters, then none of this will happen." Du Ge's tone remained calm, as if recounting something unrelated to him. "I not only saved Xima Lynch but also countless families. The price is just my life."

"And your family," Simon added softly.

"Compared to a devastated Lucerne Kingdom, sacrificing one Araus family is worth it." Du Ge smiled. "I believe my father will understand."

"Damn it! I still don't believe there's a noble as kind-hearted as you." Leen said angrily, but Du Ge's growing attributes had already proven that he believed Du Ge was a righteous person.

"Whether you believe me or not doesn't matter to me. I'm not trying to prove myself to you." Du Ge said. "I'm telling you this just to feel better. Now that I've said it, I feel much better. Simon, you can go back and rest. Don't worry, I won't make any more noise."

Simon didn't move but looked at Du Ge and said, "Mr. Holly, someone like you shouldn't die here."

"Alright, you've convinced me. I believe you're a nobleman now." Leen's voice grew more agitated. "If those bastards hadn't sealed my martial soul, I'd risk my life to get you out of this prison. You don't deserve to die for that dirty slut and this even dirtier country..."

"Leen, don't complain about this country." Du Ge smiled. "Ignore those filthy nobles. Use your heart to observe the world, and you'll find there are still many beautiful things and many people worth protecting."

"Hah!" Leen sneered. "Only an idiot like you would believe the world is beautiful. Damn it, the notorious Holly turns out to be a great guy. This alone is enough to overturn my worldview. Go in peace, Holly. If I ever get out of here alive, I'll personally take down that little slut Xima Lynch for you..."

"There's no need for that." Du Ge said. "After this incident, she should change. We should give everyone a chance to reform."

"But did they give you one?" Leen said. "When you're executed tomorrow, many people will cheer, including those you've helped."

"My helping them has nothing to do with them. What does it matter if they feel grateful? They can't save me. Should I let them live in guilt forever?

Instead, it's better for them to see the villain who bullied them die before their eyes and then live happily ever after." Du Ge laughed. "All I seek is a clear conscience."

Leen was stunned for a while, then cursed, "Idiot."

Then.

Perhaps realizing he couldn't help in this matter, he simply fell silent.

"Sigh!" Another sigh came from a different cell. "This world really isn't fit for good people. Holly, I admire you, but I'll never be like you."

"Leen is right; he's an idiot." Another cell offered its opinion. "I have nothing more to say. Just wait for death!"

Du Ge's attributes continued to rise. It had to be said that the new persona he created had taken root among the surrounding people.

At least in the minds of these criminals, he was now a righteous man.

...

At this moment.

Simon, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to make a decision. He suddenly took the keys from his waist and went to unlock Du Ge's cell. "Mr. Holly, you shouldn't die here. I'm going to let you go..."

"Good job, Simon," Leen said. "I respect you as a hero."

"Simon, you don't have to do this." Through the cell door, Du Ge stopped Simon's hand from unlocking it.

"Why?" Simon asked. "It's the middle of the night. I'll distract the other guards, and no one will know you left."

"If I wanted to leave, this prison couldn't hold me." Du Ge smiled, let go of Simon's hand, and grabbed the cell door with both hands, applying a bit of force.

With a teeth-grinding sound, the iron bars of the cell door were pulled apart by him.

"This..." Simon was dumbfounded.

"Understood." Du Ge looked at Simon through the human-sized hole. "Awakening half a martial soul is still an awakening. Although I look like an ordinary person, under the influence of the martial soul, I'm very strong. This cell can't hold me..."

"Why didn't you leave?" Simon swallowed, dumbfounded. "You're on death row."

"If I leave, what will happen to you?" Du Ge looked at Simon, continuing to play the righteous card. "All of you will be punished by Grand Duke Lynch. My conscience won't allow me to leave."

Saying this.

He bent the iron bars back, but perhaps due to poor craftsmanship, the bars snapped with a crack when restored.

Then.

Du Ge's attributes increased again.

"..." Simon looked at Du Ge, feeling something blocking his chest, unable to speak for a long time. If he had any doubts before, now he was completely convinced that Du Ge was a good person, always thinking of others.

"Idiot!" Leen's angry voice came from the side, filled with frustration. "How can there be such an idiot in this world?"

"I've offended Grand Duke Lynch, Prince Nelson, and many nobles who admire Xima Lynch. Even if I escape from prison, where can I go?" Du Ge sighed. "Escaping is easy, but my father and my clan would be implicated."