American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 198 Taxi

The rain outside hasn't stopped; it's still pouring.

Baling led Constantine out of the church, where they encountered the woman they had met inside earlier. Coincidentally, she was also there, waiting for the rain to subside.

Unfortunately, no one has the habit of carrying an umbrella on rainy nights.

"Madam, what a coincidence, you didn't bring an umbrella either?" Baling couldn't help but ask.

Angela, who had just lost her twin sister, didn't really want to speak, but after accidentally witnessing the priest's reverent attitude towards Baling, she spoke up anyway:

"I'm sorry, I just lost a loved one and I don't want to talk."

"……I am sorry for your loss."

The atmosphere seemed to return to its usual cold silence, and no one spoke again.

Perhaps continuing like this is not a bad choice, after all, we are all just strangers who met by chance.

Dudu——!
The car horn sounded, and a yellow taxi parked ahead was gesturing for them to get in.

“My car is here, shall we get in?” Constantine suddenly said.

"Your car? This car is yours?" Baling looked at Constantine in surprise. If he remembered correctly, the driver of the yellow taxi was an angel.

A driver of this caliber would be more suited to carrying Gabriel inside a church.

Even if we relax the standards, it still has to be someone like Baling, who has almost reached the pinnacle of human achievement.

Constantine, still falls a little short.

“My apprentice’s.” Constantine casually picked up a cigarette, took a puff, and explained.

"Then it seems your taste isn't very good either."

Baling said something meaningful, and Constantine agreed:

"I also think Chas isn't quick enough to understand things and isn't a good apprentice. He's only good enough to be a driver."

"No, no." Baling shook his head and got into the car.

As the two got into the car, Angela was left alone, waiting for the rain to stop or for the next taxi to arrive.

In a dark corner, a demon with a makeshift body made up of small animals such as snakes, insects, and rats watched the taxi drive away.

Only after they could no longer see her did they turn their gaze to Angela.

"When do we make our move?" the demon asked.

"No rush. She's already been noticed by a terrifying guy. Let me make contact and test the waters first before deciding when."

“Constantine? I’m not afraid of him.”

"It's not him. It's someone else, the one who's been making the biggest name in the demon world lately."

"Hiss! It's that lord! The one who angered even the Lord of Hell. I am indeed a little weaker than him, so I will give you face and temporarily avoid his sharp edge."

"...Good that you understand."

The man, whose voice was polite and refined, was somewhat speechless, but it was enough that he had managed to restrain the demon's impulsive thoughts and prevent him from ruining the great man's important plans.

……

In a taxi.

Several people are talking.

"Constantine, what are your thoughts?"

"Huh? What? What? I don't know what you're talking about." Constantine looked bewildered.

"Don't you have an intelligence network? Such a big thing, and you didn't even get a whisper of it? How can you act like a local tyrant!" Baling frowned.

"The matter of demons? Demons are trying to invade the human world."

“That’s right, that’s what I’m talking about.” Baling nodded in satisfaction, then slowly said, “I’ve heard rumors that there’s a round-headed fellow in Hell who’s planning to come to Earth to do something big. And Los Angeles holds clues to it.” “That certainly seems to be something of utmost importance.” Constantine, who had spent half his life exorcising demons, now sensed the danger involved.

"So, do you have any clues?"

"There is a place in Los Angeles where there is a chair that allows you to see the past."

"where?"

"Midnight Club".

"The Midnight Club!" The driver, Chase, suddenly raised his voice, extremely excited. "A sanctuary for angels and demons, I've read about it in a book. Are we going there? Tonight is truly my lucky day."

Constantine ruthlessly shattered his apprentice Chase's illusion: "Chase, it's me and Baling. You can stay in the car."

Chase's face fell. "Please, take me with you. I really want to go to the club and experience a different kind of exorcism life."

"No."

"Okay!" Baling agreed with a smile.

Constantine glanced sideways, as if wanting to say something, but Baling waved his hand to interrupt, saying confidently:

“Constantine, your apprentice is so talented, you should have brought him out to do great things sooner. Why are you hiding him away? How can someone so stingy grasp the secrets of heaven!”

Having said all that, Constantine had nothing more to say and could only acquiesce.

But then again, what exactly is the secret to going to heaven?
Taking this opportunity, Constantine asked a question that had not been answered before.

"Baling, what exactly am I lacking?"

“Constantine, I know you’re not a very religious person. To be honest, I’m not much either.”

"then you……"

"But I have one thing that you don't."

"What is it?"

"It is love. So much great love."

“I also have love, and I can love people very much. Do you think I am not a loving person?” Constantine was puzzled and tried his best to defend himself.

But the two people in the car were shaking their heads.

"In your life, have you ever fought desperately for someone?"

Constantine was about to readily admit it, but Baling added a sentence that made him swallow his words.

“Not for yourself, but for others. Now, can you still give me a definite answer?” Baling stared intently into Constantine's eyes.
Constantine, this no-longer-young man, surprisingly refrained from fabricating the lies he had become accustomed to, and simply fell silent.

"Answer me!" Baling shouted.

Admittedly, Constantine helped many people during his exorcism career. But as Gabriel said, he only did so for his own salvation; everything he did was for himself.

It was like a cold, hard transaction.

"But I have. I have faced opponents as strong as monsters, opponents I could not defeat even with all my might. But to save others, even in battles that seem impossible to win, I will give my all to defeat powerful enemies and seize hard-won victories."

"What sustains me is the great love in my heart. A great love for the innocent, for the beauty of this world. Boundless love makes me invincible!"

After Baling finished his speech, Constantine couldn't help but reflect.

A mouthful of inspirational chicken soup, like that from Yilin magazine, forcefully instills Constantine's spirit, injecting him with powerful positive energy.

His expertise as a seasoned reader of Yilin magazine for ten years was enough for him to appreciate for a long time.

On the field, his apprentice Chase was in tears.

"Mr. Baling, your belief is truly admirable. I wonder if I would have the honor of hearing about your legendary experiences?"

"Since you asked, I'll reveal it in advance. To be honest, my autobiography is almost finished."

(End of this chapter)