"Good, continue reading through these. Maybe you will actually learn something for a change," Haytham supplied in his familiar condescending tone. It was always a hope, though there was little of it left after that battle to the death to protect Charles as a result of Connor's stubborn and inaccurate beliefs.

At least Charles was, presumably, safely away from this threat now. That, if anything, kept him from unsheathing his blade again for the time being. Connor could not seriously harm the cause here; Haytham was the ideas, but Charles was the one carrying them out, and he already had his assignments. There would always be other Grandmasters.