The Vault, Germany – 31 July 1944

When there were still only a few people walking around, Jan had woken up. He got dressed and went straight to Lutz's office. He knocked on the door and, as he expected, a reply came from inside telling him to come in. He promptly entered and closed the door behind him.

When Jan entered, Lutz had a map of Germany spread out across his desk, and a cup of coffee. Despite the war rations – which they didn't get anyway by hiding out in the Black Forest -, the Assassins had come across some crates of coffee beans as they made their raids on military storehouses. He was still looking at the map as Jan walked towards his desk.

"You're up early, Jan," he remarked as he took a sip of his coffee and turned his attention to him. "I thought trekking across Germany would've made you sleep longer."

"I have something important to tell you."

There was an urgency in Jan's voice, an anxiety-filled sense of urgency. Lutz picked up on this and put his coffee cup onto the desk. When he answered, it was in a serious tone.

"Alright, what is it?"

"There's something I didn't mention yesterday about the attack on my parents' house. Rudolf and the Templars came there looking for something."

Jan took out the letters – still in the envelope – from his breast pocket and handed it to Lutz, who took it with uncertainty, flipping it front and back.

"This."

"And this is?"

"Letters, from Augustin Schieffer to my father in 1930."

"Augustin Schieffer… where have I heard that name before…"

"He was an Assassin during that time. He was killed that year."

"Ah, right. I don't think I've ever met him. He was killed before I became anyone of note in the Brotherhood."

He took the letters out of the envelope and started reading them. As he kept reading, he burrowed his eyebrows further. He flipped through the letters, and then lowered them and turned back to Jan.

"So, what does this mean?"

"I think Elisabeth is the key to unlocking whatever that machine at the end of the hall is. I don't know whether all this stuff about Jupiter and the gods are true, but Elisabeth certainly has something… different, about her. Numerous times she knew things she shouldn't have known, like the number of soldiers around a corner, or where specifically to look for something."

Those "skills" as he first thought them had helped them immensely.

"When we first entered the Vault too, the orb machine responded to her before it flickered out. Based on these letters, the Templars seemed convinced that this Vault held some power that could see their permanent victory against us and their domination of the world. Now that we're in control of it, and we have Elisabeth, I think there's no harm in trying. If it turns out to be nothing but mumbo jumbo, then we'd have lost nothing anyway."

Lutz pondered Jan's words. Without saying anything, he went back to the letters and reread them. He took quite some time to reread them, or maybe he reread them several times.

"Have you told Elisabeth?" he asked without looking up.

"Not yet."

"This concerns her. Why didn't you?"

"I didn't want to bring up any memories. I'd heard of the story of how Augustin saved her. And I also wasn't sure how much stock we could put in this information."

"True…"

"But after reading the letters, I'm more convinced now that there's some truth to them. I'm not sure if it's what the Templars think it is, but it's worth a shot."

"Well, we can't do anything without talking with Elisabeth."

Jan nodded.

"Could you bring her here? Then we'll talk."

Jan left the room and went to Elisabeth's quarters. She hadn't been awake long, but hearing the seriousness in Jan's tone spurred her to get ready quickly. They made their way back to Lutz's office and closed the door behind them.

"Morning, Elisabeth," Lutz said in greeting. He went to her and immediately handed her the letters. "Read this."

"These are?"

"Letters to my father in 1930. From Augustin Schieffer."

At the mention of Augustin's name, her eyes widened in surprise, and she immediately started reading the letters. She read quickly, her eyes tracing each word. But the more she read, the more confused she seemed to become.

"I don't understand… the Templars think I'm a descendant of the god Jupiter?"

"It would seem so," he told him.

"Where did you get this letter?" Elisabeth demanded of Jan.

"My house. That's why the Templars came. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't read it until I came here either."

"The Templars believe that whatever this Vault holds can end this war. They wanted it so badly they killed your parents, tried to take you, killed Augustin, and Jan's family," Lutz said, his words sharp, though all of it was true. "So, Elisabeth. What do you think?"

Elisabeth was silent for a few moments. She seemed deep in thought, and her eyes constantly stared at the ground, eyebrows furrowed and meeting nobody's gaze.

"If the Templars believe it so much that they did all that and we're now in possession of it, then we have a duty to try it."

"Why?" Lutz asked, looking straight at her.

"Because it might be the key to defeating them. And because if they killed my parents, Augustin, Jan's family because of this secret…"

Her eyes hardened.

"Then I want to use this chance to exact revenge."

Lutz nodded, his expression serious. He turned to Jan, as if for confirmation.

"If she wants it, then I'll help in any way I can."

"Alright, it's settled then. We'll figure out how you can lead us to victory against the Templars, O Daughter of Jupiter."

As he said that, Lutz smiled wryly.