"Hum."
The space trembled. Soon, a guy with messy hair and wearing a black windbreaker walked out of the space with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at the city that had been completely restored with a melancholic gaze. He sniffled and curled his lips in disdain. Then, he continued walking forward.
Everything returning to normal was something to be happy about. Especially after escaping from hell with a narrow escape, this matter was even more worthy of celebration.
But to Constantine, all of this was merely a disgusting cycle. As a bad child who had terrible relationships with others, he instinctively hated all of this. Especially after he was shackled, he hated this world of the living even more.
But, we all know that pure hatred can't change anything.
"Bang."
The door to the room that had been sealed for a long time was pushed open, bringing with it a thick layer of dust. After the light that entered the room dimmed a little, Constantine walked in. He closed the door and immersed himself in darkness. With a wave of his hand, all the dust was swept up by a surge of power and thrown into the trash can.
He cautiously took out something from his bosom and placed it on the table before him. He pulled open his shirt and revealed the shining Soul Stone on his chest. He pierced it into his heart. It shone with a faint yellow radiance in the darkness. As the radiance pulsed, an indescribable power spread through the room. Soon, the Soul Stone he placed on the table was unsealed. A short moment later, a tall beauty that resembled Constantine appeared in the darkness.
She had long blonde hair. She was wearing home clothes that were stained with blood. She had a very blank expression on her face. She resembled an immobile puppet.
Constantine looked at her with infatuation in his eyes. He took a deep breath and reached out his hand to touch the soul's face. It was cold to the touch. He murmured to himself, "She's a beautiful woman, and she's a beautiful woman.
He muttered, "All of this is for you, my Cheryl... Don't worry. Soon, very soon, we will be able to truly meet."
Two hours later, Constantine rubbed his hands nervously. He looked at the coffin lying horizontally in front of him. A woman who looked exactly like Cheryl was lying in it. She wore a white dress. For someone who could freely walk between the modern world and hell, it wasn't difficult to obtain a forbidden resurrection method like this. And for the current Constantine, there was nothing he couldn't pay.
All of the hardships, all of the sacrifices, all of the waiting, it was all for this moment.
"Ugh..."
Under Constantine's anxious gaze, the woman opened her eyes dizzily. She rubbed her forehead and climbed out of the coffin with difficulty. Then, she saw Constantine standing in front of her with tears streaming down his face. It could be seen that her mind was still in chaos. She looked at Constantine and felt that her little brother seemed a little different.... But when she looked carefully, he seemed to be exactly the same as before..
"That's enough, John. You've grown up. Don't act like a child."
She gently extended her hand, wanting to wipe away her little brother's tears. But in the next moment, she was embraced by Constantine. She was stunned for a moment, but she felt her little brother's nostalgia. She smiled bitterly and patted Constantine's back. "Alright, alright. Stop fooling around. Jima, and Hamilton... Wait, I remembered something..."
Her expression became flustered. The sudden memory surged into her mind. She hugged her head and groaned in pain. Constantine hurriedly carried her and placed her on the sofa. He used his soul power to help Cheryl recover her memories. Looking at those painful eyes, Constantine subconsciously wanted to make up a lie to make her feel better. But in the next moment, he remembered the terrible consequences of lying last time. So, he clenched his teeth.
"Fine. Let me tell you, my older sister..."
Constantine no longer concealed anything. He told Cheryl all the terrible things that happened to her older sister, including how she was killed by her crazy husband, how she fell into hell, how Constantine deceived her, how he exposed the truth and caused Cheryl's soul to completely fall, how he saved her, and what was happening now.
"I'm dead?"
Cheryl touched her arm. "Am I really dead? But, what's going on? "
"I've resurrected you... Cheryl."
Constantine sat across from her. He had never been this gentle before. "Just treat it as a memory from the past. The current you has nothing to do with the past..."
As a liar, Constantine had only used a little trick when he resurrected his older sister. He deliberately made Cheryl's feelings toward Hamilton, her ex-husband, become very faint. That sort of trick was necessary. After all, a weak soul would not be able to contain that many memories. Constantine had only done it in passing.
He was truly unwilling to lose his older sister. With such a reason, Cheryl soon accepted the fact. She did not feel anything toward her ex-husband's suicide. But, she felt great heartache toward her daughter. She grabbed Constantine's hand and looked at him with an earnest expression.
"My younger brother, you will help me find Gemma, right?"
Constantine nodded. "I will find her. I owe that child too much... I swear!"
After realizing that the warmth in his hand was his older sister's gentle hand, the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became somewhat ambiguous. Cheryl subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back. But, her hand was grabbed by Constantine. He stood up and walked over to Cheryl's side. He squatted down and looked straight into his older sister's evasive eyes. Then, he firmly and gently kissed her.
"Don't be like this... John, we are..."
"We're already dead, my Cheryl. The rules of mortals are no longer able to control us... You know, I've been looking forward to this... for far too long."
Twenty minutes later, a refreshed Constantine walked out of his bedroom in his pajamas. With a cigarette in his mouth, he was humming a song. It was still a dark room. But, to him and Cheryl, darkness was no longer an issue. But, when he took out a bottle of beer from the fridge, the red flame of a cigarette lit up on the sofa behind him. The sound of a metal lighter being flipped open and a deep voice that Constantine would never forget sounded from the darkness.
"You're in quite a good mood, my old friend, Constantine..."
The beer bottle in Constantine's hand fell to the ground. It shattered into pieces of glass. The loud and clear sound caused Cheryl to ask, "What's wrong?
"John, what happened?"
"Don't come out! Cheryl! Run! "
Constantine waved his left hand and a silver cross appeared in his hand. Like a ferocious tiger, he pounced toward the figure on the sofa. But, in the next moment, Cheryl's terrified scream caused Constantine to stop moving. The lights in the room were turned on. He saw Saber leaning on the sofa with his eyes narrowed while smoking a cigarette. Facing his attack, Saber didn't even seem to notice it.
On the other side, the complacent little girl Catherine commanded her demon servant to bring Cheryl who was only wearing 'simple' clothes out of the bedroom. The demon servant was a female fallen angel that Saber carefully selected for Catherine as a birthday present. Evidently, she was very happy to see the little girl in the limelight in her circle of friends. Behind her was a cold-faced flounder in a black and white maid outfit. Um... that was her name in the past. Now, we can call her Madam Dorothy.
Saber turned around and took a glance at the terrified Cheryl. His gaze paused on her naked body for a moment. Then, he turned around and said to Constantine with an ambiguous expression, "This girl has quite a nice body.
"This girl has a good figure. You're in luck."
Constantine threw away the cross in his hand with an ugly expression and begged in the face of his friend's teasing.
"Don't hurt her. I'll let you do whatever you want to me! Saber... you've never hurt a woman. I know that! "
"So, in your eyes, I'm a nice guy who can be bullied, deceived, and taken advantage of?"
Saber shrugged. "What a pity, John. I thought we were friends. By the way, why do you look so pale? Are you sick? "
Constantine grabbed his hair. He couldn't think of any other way. He looked at the terrified Cheryl and took a deep breath. Then, he knelt down with one knee in front of Saber. Seeing that, Saber's expression turned cold.
"Hmm? What do you mean? I've always treated you as a friend. John... are you... mocking me? "
He snorted, and Zha Kang sprang up like a spring, obediently standing to the side. His face had a difficult expression as he spoke very respectfully.
"I'll give you anything you want... Saber, I beg you. Really! Don't hurt her! "
"You said it yourself!"
Saber nodded in satisfaction and snapped his fingers.
"Girl, take Miss Cheryl and leave this place. Gotham's Ridnairo Street Middle School seems to be lacking a biology teacher. I believe Miss Cheryl won't refuse."
He slowly waved his hand and pointed the golden demon hunting rifle at Constantine's head. He looked to Cheryl and asked with an amiable expression on his face.
"Am I right? Miss Cheryl? "
"I'll go! I'll go! "
Cheryl had never seen such a method of 'persuasion' before. She hurriedly nodded and looked at Constantine with a worried expression. As for our John, he had a pained expression. There was nothing he could do about it. When faced with someone like Saber, it was useless to reason with him.
Five minutes later, Cheryl, who was wearing new clothes, was escorted out of the house by Catherine. Her worried gaze made Constantine feel as if he was being cut by a knife. But, faced with the increasingly terrifying Saber, Zak Kang didn't have the slightest thought of resisting.
The person before him was the person who killed the Lord of Hell with his own hands... He was simply someone from a completely different plane than him.
Saber tossed a cigar to Constantine. He walked over and opened the window, allowing the night breeze to caress his hair. Saber took a deep breath and said softly, "Two things.
Five days from now, Central City, the same place as last time. Be there on time and bring the summoning materials. "
"Yes, no problem. I'll definitely be there on time!"
Constantine's head bobbed up and down like a rattle drum. "What's the second thing?"
Saber glanced at him.
"Help me find something. I'll give you the specific information in five days... Speaking of which, I really want to know something. John, as a person who had no worries and no weaknesses, how does it feel to have a shackle and weakness forcibly created for yourself? Come, let's share it. "
Constantine hesitated for a moment. When he realized that Saber wasn't too angry, a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"How should I say this? I know that after Cheryl's rebirth, she will definitely bring me a lot of trouble, but... "
He touched his heart that was no longer beating, and a gentle expression that had never appeared on his face before appeared on his face. "But she made me stronger. She gave me the courage to face the things that I used to run away from... She is indeed my weakness, my shackle, but... she is also the source of my courage. She is the person that I will do my best to protect. She didn't make me weaker."
John Constantine took a deep breath and looked straight at Saber. There was no fear in his eyes.
"She made me stronger."
"Very good! Very good. This is wonderful. "
Saber rubbed his nose. "Even a cruel villain like me is almost moved to tears... I say, buddy..."
He patted Constantine's shoulder and said in his ear with a playful look, "Stay strong.
"Then continue to be strong. Also, don't forget... your weakness, your restraint, is now in my hands... work hard for me. I won't chain you up anymore, John... I only need to chain Cheryl up."
"Sometimes, you really have to act like you don't care, as if there's nothing worth paying attention to... Maybe this will hurt your lover's heart, make her misunderstand you, and make you alienate yourself, but trust me, this is to protect her..."
"The farther away she is from you, the safer she will be..."
"Well then, I'm leaving. Good luck... Hell's Detective."
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