"Eventually we had no choice. After the colonists won the war, the new government started selling land to earn money." He pauses for a moment, lips pressing together in a grimace. "I killed one of the Templars to stop the land being sold. Then it was sold anyway."

Not that it makes much of a difference, he supposes. Eventually, he would probably have been given another reason to kill Johnson. Even so, it feels ... pointless.