Time’s wasting, Mr. Miles! -Yeah, yeah. I’m coming… -We’re nearly done, you know. And then what? You’ll see. Maybe they’ll even let you watch when it begins. It’s not as terrible as you think. Look, I know you’re not gonna let me leave. So why not tell me what’s going on? Humor me. I’m not an idiot, Mr. Miles. I think you’ve already learned quite a bit. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Of course not. All right, let me ask you something else then. Yes? Some of the stuff I’m seeing in the Animus… sometimes it seems… wrong. Untrue, like the history’s off somehow. It doesn’t… It doesn’t what, Mr. Miles? Match up with what you read on an online encyclopedia? What your high-school history teacher taught you? Let me ask you something: do these supposed experts have access to secret knowledge, kept hidden from the rest of us? There are books, letters, documents, all sorts of source material from back then. Some of it seems to contradict what the Animus is showing me. Anyone can write a book, and they can put whatever they want on its pages.
Anything. Used to be we thought the world was flat. Some people still do. Yes, and they publish books about it. Or that the moon landing was a hoax. I believe there’s also a book claims the world was created in seven days. A best-seller, too! Where’s this going, Doc? The point, I suppose, is that you shouldn’t trust everything you hear. Everything you read. What’s that your ancestor said? “Nothing is true…”? “Everything is permitted.” Yes, exactly. It’s part of what makes the Animus so spectacular. -There’s no room for misinterpretation. -There’s always room. Touche, Mr.
Miles. Now that I’ve answered your question, can we begin? Come in, my student. We have much to discuss. We are close, Altair… Robert de Sable is now all that stands between us and victory. It is his mouth gives the orders, his hand pays the gold. With him dies the knowledge of the Templar treasure, and any threat it might pose. I still don’t understand how a simple bit of treasure could cause so much chaos. The Piece of Eden is temptation given form. Merely look at what it’s done to Robert. Once he tasted of its power, the thing consumed him. He saw not a dangerous weapon to be destroyed, but a tool… One that would help him realize his life’s ambition. He dreamed of power then. Yes and no. He dreamed and still dreams, like us… of peace. But this is a man who sought to see the Holy Land consumed by war! No, Altair. How can you not see when you’re the one that opened my eyes to this? What do you mean? What do he and his followers want? A world in which all men are united.
I do not despise his goal… I share it. But I take issue with the means. Peace is something to be learned, to be understood, to be embraced. He would force it! And rob us of our free will in the process. Strange, to think of him in this way. Never harbor hate for your victims, Altair. Such thoughts are poison, and will cloud your judgment. Could he not be convinced then? To end his mad quest? I spoke to him, in my way, through you. What was each killing if not a message? But he has chosen to ignore us. Then there’s only one thing left to do… Jerusalem is where you faced him first.
It’s where you’ll find him now. Let this final offering lend you strength. Go, Altair. It’s time to finish this. Safety and peace, Altair. Upon you as well, Brother. Seems fate has a funny way with things. So it’s true then. Robert de Sable is in Jerusalem. I’ve seen the knights myself. Only misfortune follows that man. If he’s here, it’s because he intends ill. I won’t give him the chance to act. Do not let vengeance cloud your thoughts, Brother. We both know no good can come of that. I have not forgotten. You have nothing to fear. I do not seek revenge, but knowledge. Truly you are not the man I once knew. My work has taught me many things, revealed secrets to me. But there are still pieces of this puzzle I do not possess. What do you mean? All the men I’ve laid to rest have worked together, united by this man. Robert has designs upon the land, this much I know for certain. But how and why, when and where… these things remain out of reach. Crusaders and Saracens working together? They are none of these things, but something else.
Templars. The Templars are a part of the Crusader Army. Or so they’d like King Richard to believe. No, their only allegiance is to Robert de Sable, in some mad idea that they will stop the war. You spin a strange tale. You have no idea, Malik. But tell me where they’ve been seen; I should be after him before he slips away. Three places I can say for certain. West of here, near both a guard tower and a hospital. And to the southwest, at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. See what you can learn.
I will do the same. I’ll be quick as I can. Stay safe, my friend. Safety and peace, Master. Have you seen all the vile Templars in town? I’ve been ordered to kill as many as I can, before the burial of your latest victim, Majd Addin. I’m sure if it were your mission, it would be done in no time. I have learned much while looking for those Templars. I will share valuable information with you when you get back. I know now why I joined our clan. Just to be in your presence is a gift from God. This is what I have learned about Robert’s men – they are well prepared for battle.
To fight them all at once would be unwise. Better to let them chase you for a while before striking back. But it is disrespectful for me to tell a Master how should he behave in combat. Forgive me, Master. Take the map I’ve given you, and see that the guards are placed accordingly. We’ll be safe enough during the procession, it’s the burial that worries me. Easy for our enemies to hide amongst the crowd.
If you’re so concerned, why not post your own men? Search the site yourselves. Our presence here has caused enough chaos. I can only imagine how the people would react, seeing Crusader soldiers marching across their holy ground. Then perhaps you should not attend at all. He was our friend and brother, and we will honor him as he passes from this world. You insult me by suggesting otherwise. I’ll post the men. I don’t want trouble either. Then stop trying to make it, and do as you’ve been asked. Did you see them? No, but I’ve heard the whispers. Is it true? Crusader knights, in Jerusalem? It is. And? Different from the others. Finely dressed and bearing expensive gifts. We should relieve them of this burden. They’ve made camp near David’s Citadel, close to the cemetery.
To attend a funeral? So it seems. Then let us visit their camp, while they pay their respects. Altair, my friend, you must help me. Malik has tasked me with killing several archers posted in the region, so that our Brothers might move around more easily. Normally, it wouldn’t be a problem, but this funeral has everyone on edge. The city guard has dispatched its best men to keep the peace, and I simply don’t have the skill to remove them. I’d ask two favors of you then – first, to kill the bowmen, and second, to not tell Malik of my failure.
In exchange, I’ll see what I can learn of Robert’s plans. For too long we have drawn lines across the land! Spilled the blood of those we once called friends. We have ALL suffered because of this. But now… now we are offered a chance at redemption! A chance to begin anew! Let us make peace with Crusaders. Let us live as one. [This part of the speech will be heard later.] I’m forever grateful for your aid. Malik would never have forgiven me. Here’s what I’ve learned – for a man such as myself, a direct assault on the cemetery would be impossible. There’s simply too many guards. Instead, I’d look to blend in with the scholars, who are sure to be in attendance. It may not be the most direct approach, but it’s certainly safer. People of Jerusalem, we stand upon a threshold! To cross it is to usher in an age of peace between all men. Embrace these Christian soldiers as you would a brother. Welcome them with an open arms! In this way we might forgive the sins of the past and bring about a better tomorrow! We must be strong, we must be brave, and we must find the courage to face those we once called our enemies and now instead, call them friends.
The Crusaders come to Jerusalem, bringing with them an opportunity to end the fighting, to stop the war, that we might stand as one. We must not turn them away. What is it that you want?! You made a great mistake! You speak of peace, but your words are hollow. No, I speak the truth! Why would you say other? You’re a Templar. So I am. Then you’re also a liar and a fraud, just like your Master. Where is he? What does he intend? It’s peace he seeks, I swear it. And the proof is in his actions – a Christian at a Muslim’s funeral. We want an end to all of this. Only because it serves your needs. But this is a noble thing we want. The land will be united beneath our banner. United through force. You’d enslave us all. It is for the best. No, it’s not. And so long as my Brothers and I breathe, you will not succeed. Good to see you, Brother. I trust you’re here for the funeral, or for Robert rather.
I’ve kept my eyes and ears open, but I’ve nothing to report. Things are quiet here. Perhaps Tarik has seen or heard something you can use. He’s stationed not far from here. Go to him, see what knowledge he has. Excellent timing, Altair. I’ve found something you’ll find quite useful – orders for Robert’s guards. This map I’ve made will show you where he intends to station them. Put it to good use. You’ve the scent of success about you, brother. I’ve learned much about our enemy. Share your knowledge, then. Let us see what can be done with it. Robert and his Templars walk the city. They’ve come to pay their respects to Majd Addin. They’ll attend his funeral, which means so will I. What is this, that Templars would attend his funeral? I have yet to divine their true intentions, though I’ll have a confession in time. The citizens themselves are divided. Many call for their lives. Still others insist that they are here to parlay, to make peace. Peace? I told you. The others I’ve slain have said as much to me. That would make them our allies.
And yet we kill them. Make no mistake, we are nothing like these men. Though their goal sounds noble, the means by which they’d achieve it are not. At least… that’s what Al Mualim told me. So what is your plan? I’ll attend the funeral and confront Robert. The sooner the better. Fortune favor your blade, Brother. Malik. Before I go, there’s something I should say.
Be out with it. I’ve been a fool. Normally I’d make no argument, but what is this? What are you talking about? All this time, I never told you I was sorry. Too damn proud. You’ve lost your arm because of me, lost Kadar. You had every right to be angry. I do not accept your apology. I understand. No, you don’t. I do not accept your apology because you are not the same man who went with me into Solomon’s Temple.
And so you have nothing to apologize for. Malik… Perhaps if I had not been so envious of you, I… would not have been so careless myself. I’m just as much to blame. Don’t say such things. We are one. As we share the glory of our victories, so too should we share the pain of our defeat. In this way we grow closer, we grow stronger. Thank you, Brother. Rest if you need to, Altair, that you might be ready for what lies ahead. *Fast-forwarding memory to a more recent one…* Amen! We gather here to mourn the loss of our beloved Majd Addin, taken too soon from this world. I know you feel sorrow and pain at his passing, but you should not. For just as we are all brought forth from the womb, so too must we all, one day, pass from this world. It is only natural, like the rising and the setting of the sun. Take this moment to reflect on his life and give thanks for all the good he did.
Know that one day, we will stand with him again in Paradise. Amen! As you know, this man was murdered. We have tried to track his killer, but it has proved difficult. These creatures cling to the shadows, and run from any who would face them fairly. But not today, for it seems one stands among us! He mocks us with his presence, and must be made to pay! Seize him! Bring him forward, that God’s justice might be done! I would see your eyes before you die. I sense you expected someone else. What sorcery is this?! No sorcery. We knew you’d come. Robert needed to be sure he’d have time to get away.
So he flees. We cannot deny your success. You have laid waste to our plans. First the treasure, then our men. Control of the Holy Land slipped away. But then he saw an opportunity to reclaim what has been stolen. To turn your victories to our advantage. Al Mualim still holds your treasure, and we’ve routed your army before. Whatever Robert plans, he’ll fail again. Ah! But it’s not just Templars you’ll contend with now. Speak sense! Robert rides for Arsuf to plead his case, that Saracen and Crusader unite against the Assassins.
That will never happen. They have no reason to. “Had”, perhaps. But now you’ve given them one. Nine, in fact. The bodies you’ve left behind, victims on both sides. You’ve made the Assassins an enemy in common and ensured the annihilation of your entire order. Well done. Not nine… eight. What do you mean? You were not my target. I will not take your life. You’re free to go, but do not follow me. I don’t need to. You’re already too late. We’ll see. It was a trap! I had heard the funeral turned to chaos. What happened? Robert de Sable was never here. He sent another in his stead. He was expecting me. You must go to Al Mualim! There’s no time.
She told me where he’s gone, what he plans. If I return to Masyaf, he might succeed. And then… I fear we’ll be destroyed. We have killed most of his men. He cannot hope to mount a proper attack. Wait… did you say “she”? Yes! It was a woman. Strange, I know, but that’s for another time. For now we must focus on Robert. We may have thinned his ranks, but the man is clever.
He goes to plead his case to Richard and Salah ad-Din, to unite them against the common enemy… against us. Surely you are mistaken. This makes no sense. These two men would never… Oh, but they would. And we have ourselves to blame. The men I’ve killed, men on both sides of the conflict, men important to both leaders. Robert’s plan may be ambitious but it makes sense, and it could work. Look, Brother. Things have changed. You must return to Masyaf. We cannot act without our Master’s permission. It could compromise the Brotherhood. I thought… I thought you had learned this. Stop hiding behind words, Malik! You wield the Creed and its tenets like some shield. He’s keeping things from us, important things. You were the one who told me we could never know anything, only suspect. Well, I suspect this business with the Templars goes deeper. When I’m done with Robert, I will ride for Masyaf that we may have answers. But perhaps you could go now. I cannot leave the city. Then walk amongst its people. Seek out those who served the ones I slew. Learn what you can. You call yourself perceptive. Perhaps you’ll see something I could not.
I don’t know. I must think on this. Do as you must, my friend. But it’s time I ride for Arsuf. Every moment I delay, our enemy gets one step ahead of me. Be careful, Brother. I will be. I promise. Infidel, die! I will catch you! You will not get away from me!.