Schiller had no time to study the matter carefully before Brad blocked him at the office door. The demon had finally grown anxious.
Schiller was rather interested in meeting him now. The faintly anxious look on his face practically spelled out: I'm easy prey. Come butcher me.
Besides, Schiller truly needed to figure out what role Brad played in this series of historical events. It was impossible that he had nothing to do with them, yet his current, strangely wavering attitude did not resemble that of a mastermind plotting some grand conspiracy. He always seemed somewhat powerless.
Schiller invited him to sit on the sofa by the window. Beyond the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, Gotham appeared unchanged, yet something was different. The chaos between the lower and upper districts was gradually spreading, while something gathered beneath the ground, waiting for its final eruption.
"We must talk," Brad said. "I know you're not someone who likes wasting time, so I'll be direct. You shouldn't involve yourself in the conflict between the Vare family and the Wayne Family. It serves no purpose beyond making the situation worse."
"I'm not here to listen to your conclusions." Schiller looked at him and said, "Tell me everything you know, and then I'll decide what to do."
Brad seemed to have no other choice. "I remained here and guided the Vare family's descendants as they grew up in order to prevent a terrible prophecy."
"Go on."
"You should have investigated what happened back then already. Bakar, a priest of the Order Cult, saved Edmund Wayne when he was nearly imprisoned. After arriving on the New World together, they defeated General Arkham. Edmund Wayne honored his promise and ruled Gotham Village alongside Bakar."
"But you may not know what happened afterward. In short, Edmund allowed Bakar to spread