The third and last Templar target listed in the leather-bound book was a vineyard owned by a branch of the Lévesque family, which had produced Templars since the Third Crusade. The vineyard was located in the French department of Jura, a wine-growing region.
Making his way to the particular vineyard, Darko learned that the vineyard, owned by an entire family of Lévesques, produced one of the finest Savagnin grapes in France.
Émile Lévesque, the eldest member looking after the vineyard, greeted Darko as he entered. "Welcome to the Lévesque vineyard, producing one of the finest Savagnin grapes in France! May I help you?"
"Prime Minister de Rivera wanted to send word to you that Assassins might be coming your way soon," Darko lied. "In particular my kinsman Darko Kerzhakov."
"That Assassin has been a bane to us for years now," Émile spat. "How I would love to kill him with my own hands and bring glory to the Lévesque family!"
"If you could do that, Grandmaster de Rivera would be certainly pleased," Darko said. "Pleased enough to earn you the title of Master Templar."
"An incentive, I see," Émile smiled, admiring the intelligence of the Templar Grandmaster. "Very well, my family and I will try our best to get it done."
"A word of advice, monsieur Lévesque, do not underestimate the Assassins sent after you. They are well-trained, a match for even the best of Templars," Darko told him. "Be prepared."
Nodding, Émile walked up to Darko. "You seem rather familiar. Has de Rivera sent you here before? Or have I seen you somewhere else?"
While the Templar was still thinking, Darko sprung and thrust his Hidden Blade into Émile, killing him instantly. Throwing his body onto the floor, Darko went on to massacre the rest of the Lévesques in the vineyard. It was not much of a challenge, though they were decently trained and properly armed, because they were taken by surprise.
Burying the Templars' bodies, Darko realised it was dark by the time he was done. He decided to spend the night there in the vineyard, before returning to Switzerland the next day.
Seeing that the vineyard was a potential income source for the Assassins, Darko left the grapes alone, only taking the stack of money in a safe which he had lockpicked.
To make sure that happened, Darko travelled to Paris to contact the French Brotherhood there. Nikolai Kerzhakov, Darko's older brother, was there when he arrived.
"Why are you here, brother? What do you require?" Nikolai asked.
Darko explained the situation to him.
"A vineyard, hmm? That certainly would be a good source of income to us," Nikolai said. "I'll get word to the French Assassin council. Thank you, Darko."
Back in Switzerland, Darko learned that nearly the entire cell of Assassins in Lucerne had been captured by Templars in the dead of the night. Johnny Guvera, who was the leader of that cell, was the only one who managed to escape.
"I believe the Templars let me escape on purpose," Johnny said. "More than once I was sure I was spotted by them, but it appeared that they didn't see me. My guess is that they wanted someone to live and tell the tale."
"Sounds like they're out to lure us, trap us even," Darko deduced. "But let's wait for further developments."
That evening, a body was found dead in the city of Lucerne, with the words 'Troyes' carved onto his body. The man was found in nothing but his underwear, with nothing on him to prove his identity.
"One of our Assassins," Johnny recognised the dead man in the Autochrome on the newspaper. "It's one of them from Lucerne."
"Troyes was the place where the Templar Order was founded," Paul said. "The Templars carved it on probably because they wanted us to know it was their doing."
"Fair point," Darko agreed, before freezing for a short moment. "Wait, Paul. Go out and find every establishment with the name Troyes in it here in Lucerne. If not, try the entire canton."
By the next evening, Paul had returned with results. "Only one establishment in the whole canton has the word 'Troyes' in its name, and it's right here in Lucerne. La Troyes Café, less than a five minute walk from the Kapellbrücke."
Eight Assassins rushed into La Troyes Café, led by Darko, Paul and Johnny. Fanning out across the place, the three leading Assassins drew pistols and aimed them at the three staff members in the café.
"Took you long enough," one of the staff members, who was also the eldest out of all the staff, said coolly. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Master Templar Wilhelm von Matt, pleased to make your acquaintance. Do you think I'll be so easily defeated? How else do you think I've lived for so long?"
On cue, Paul turned and shot Darko in the stomach. Wilhelm grinned. "By the way, his name isn't even Paul Celtis. It's Siegfried Viret."
"Bastard," Johnny raised his shotgun, wanting to shoot and kill 'Paul' but as if on cue, ten policemen rushed into the café.
"Arrest those hooded men!" a police Captain ordered.