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The magic plant.

The plant of the other world.

On Hassan's way inviting to his new school of thought.

He discovered a plant that was named by Zaid Ibn Suhon.

The magic plant.

Just as I expected, I found it here.

The magic plant.

- The plant of the other world. - If you wish to go to paradise.

It will guide you.

Hassan Al-Sabbah with a small group of castle electees.

Managed to defeat the mighty armies of the earth.

Armies of thousands of conventional soldiers.

Including horses and equipment.

Nizam Al-Mulk sent to him

the strongest armies of the Sultanate.

But Al-Sabbah triumphed.

Retreat!

Retreat!

The Sultan's soldiers fled from the strength and

brutality of the chosen ones of Alamut castle.

An event that will be recorded in history.

And spoken about by the masses for centuries.

Stay with me, stay with me, you won't die.

We're going to the castle.

Hassan the strong, smart man.

He will not let an event like this pass unnoticed.

Yahya.

With those who survived, let them go.

Take their weapons and horses, and let them leave the castle unharmed.

Let them live.

They are the ones who witnessed.

The greatest armies on earth.

Defeated by the chosen ones of our faith.

Let them herald our message.

Hassan is a man who exploits opportunities.

No matter what they are.

- Allahu Akbar. - Allahu Akbar.

Barzak Amide!

The loyal, and faithful.

Mawlana told me about your triumphant return.

Praise be to Allah, our master.

The whole world knew the power of the Sheikh

of the mountain and his faithful followers.

The Sultan and his minister knew the strength of Alamut castle.

And history will remember that a small group of believers...

managed to defeat the strongest armies on earth.

We won by the blessings of the Imam.

And the blessings of our master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

All believers are enthusiastic.

Anticipating the coming victory.

Today is a celebration day.

No training or maintenance.

And from tomorrow.

There will be a different kind of training.

Meaning there is something our master sees but has not announced.

I foresaw victory before it even happened, Zaid.

And saw the armies of King Shah fleeing and screaming.

And I saw the regret in the king's regime

before his forces surrounded the Alamut castle.

And I saw you before I saved you in Isfahan.

Leave us.

Alamut castle won't fight again.

Do you know what's the most dangerous thing Alamut castle can do, Zaid?

Not that it defeats a large army.

But that it topples great nations.

Imagine a single believer from Alamut castle.

With a dagger and faith.

Capable of toppling a strong nation that's been

established for years with army and wealth!

It's terrifying and exciting.

And it changes the entire world.

You don't need to fight a country to defeat it.

But to behead it...

Mawlana wants to kill the Sultan.

The country's head needn't be its Sultan.

The head might be a thinker or a scientist.

Or a minister.

Hassan Al-Sabbah defeated our army.

And Arslan Tash retreated with the remaining soldiers.

What's this, Sultan's minister!

An army of conventional fighters...

defeated the Franks...

Opened up countries no Muslim has reached.

Is defeated by a group of 300 men!

Why? Who is this Hassan Al-Sabbah!

The entire world will talk about the miracle this man has done.

With a small number like this.

Breaking the strongest armies on earth.

- My lord... - Quiet.

Stay in your home.

Until I decide what to do with you.

How for a man hiding in a castle...

to defeat an army we couldn't defeat it oursleves?

Your Majesty.

Luck and intelligence.

Play vital roles in battles.

I don't want to wait for luck and trickery.

I won't repeat what has happened before.

Your Majesty.

I have an idea.

Let's send a delegation to the castle.

Asking for their loyalty to us.

In return, we will help them in their battles.

Against Sultan Malik-Shah.

Yahya.

Commander Harun.

Commander Harun.

Opened his eyes.

Thank god you lived.

I was going to send your family news of your death.

I have no family.

I wish I had died!

I wish I had died instead of returning like this.

No, Yahya.

You're neither a coward nor a deserter.

Thank god you lived.

Our escape with you injured amidst them is a miracle, Yahya.

The war isn't over yet.

I have only one breath left, and it will take towards them.

Just get well...

And I promise you, we will avenge those who left us one by one.

You remind me of a brave, rebellious girl. She was just like you.

But she turned her courage into a different life.

A life she can live without a heart.

Without pain.

Or regret or love.

A rebellious young woman who wanted to break out and rebel.

What will be her punishment?

Death.

But I'll give you another chance

to live.

As long as none of the believers saw you,

this is a sign for me to give you this chance.

But the price of your new life...

is to be the link between me and the girls.

Any mistake by any one of them will be your responsibility.

Which means her death...

Or her life…

will be on you.

- But I'm not able to... - I don't want to hear your voice.

And remember well, this is not forgiveness.

I'm just continuing the game of fate with you.

Either continue your life as I want...

Or make another mistake and I end your life...

As I want.

To your room.

How did you get in here?

What?

Al-Hadi changes the world with his own hands, like his father!

No.

Why is Al-Hadi not happy?

I'm bored, I want friends my age to play with.

I can play with you.

And we can change the world with our hands both of us.

Let Al-Hadi, son of Hassan Al-Al-Sabbah...

fly from Baghdad to Isfahan

and sit in the place of the Sultan and the Caliph.

You are an adult playing an adult game, I want friends my age.

Don't you have friends to play with?

I do.

And I play with them.

Who are they?

They are...

They change over time.

But you like to sit with them and see them from time to time.

Yes.

In Isfahan, when I hit my friend my mother got mad at me.

And she told me that a friend has rights...

Over his friend, and I didn't understand anything.

Friendship is not an easy thing, Al-Hadi!

And a friend truly has rights over his friend.

What are these rights?

For instance, don't upset him.

Don't hurt him.

Don't betray him.

What does it mean not betraying my friend! Does it mean not hurting him?

No.

Betrayal means that there's eating, living,

and drinking between you and your friend,

and secrets.

And in a moment you forget all of that.

And in the midst of him trusting you and turning his back...

you hurt him or let someone else hurt him.

Is it possible for someone to hurt his friend or betray him?

Possible.

Anything in this world is possible, Hadi.

Except for one thing.

That you allow someone to fail you or hurt you again.

How?

Protect yourself all the time from the enemy.

And from the friend.

What's wrong, Tusi?

You sleep less and you worry more.

When a person grow.

His trouble grow with him.

What trouble?

The trouble of life.

As a person grow older.

His wisdom increases, and his understanding of matters increases.

But his worry increases.

It increases, Julnar.

Every time I hold something with my hands...

And I think I own it.

I discover that the thing is much larger than I thought.

I discover that I haven't owned anything.

Politics and being close to the Sultan has always been dangerous.

His trust in me diminishes day by day.

And his conflicts with the Caliph

don't end.

And it goes on...

and it has been ended by Al-Sabbah's victory.

He banished me, Julnar.

That's better!

Better, leave everything.

Stay at your home.

Just be an ordinary person!

And who will let Nizam Al-Mulk rest?

Tusi, who wants to stay in the battle until the last day of your life.

This is my fate

My fate is the struggle.

Struggling to prove my efficacy, and to show my loyalty to the Sultan.

And my struggle now...

Is to regain the Sultan's trust in me.

A struggle that never ends.

Except by the end of Nizam Al-Mulk.

And Hassan Al-Sabbah?

Hassan Al-Sabbah has become a legend, Julnar.

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Has become a legend.

What's the matter, defeated one?

What?

A miracle!

It's not a miracle, master.

But it's cunning planning and remarkable perseverance.

We were fighting against fearless people.

And who have a strong belief in falsehood.

If it wasn't for the army's ethics, order and strategies.

We might have eradicated this fortress from its roots.

But we were fighting people.

The devil is driving them.

You're a liar!

You're a Seljuk leader!

You're a mere pawn.

You talk about the allure and beauty of a man who broke her.

I don't want to see your face again.

Write a detailed report.

Recuse yourself in it.

If it weren't because I don't want people to

say that the Sultan is killing his leaders.

I would have hanged you on the palace gate as a lesson.

Leave!

Our Lord tells you that He is pleased with you.

And tonight is a night of joy and happiness only.

There's no training.

Stay up late and enjoy.

A night where joy and happiness are allowed.

And He promises you a great day, where the victory will be complete.

A day when the ancient laws will be lifted and the resurrection will take place.

A resurrection you will live happily, with no

restrictions or conditions, Halal or Haram.

And until that day arrives, enjoy a restricted joy tonight.

And from tomorrow we resume our training, our targets, and our ambitions.

- Long live Hassan Al-Sabbah! - Long live our master Hassan Al-Sabbah!

- Long live the crusher of the Seljuks! - Long live the crusher of the Seljuks!

Long live the holder of the paradise key!

What's every man's dream, Barzak?

Rest.

Wealth.

Happiness.

And where can one find rest, wealth, and happiness?

Certainly not in this world!

In the afterlife!

In paradise!

In paradise!

And since we're still in this world.

What can we offer to our loved ones for the dream of paradise?

A dream that promises and assures them that paradise is possible.

And he who presents the dream of paradise...

Can achieve their entry into paradise!

Who can offer this dream?

The keeper of the key to paradise.

And he who sees the dream.

Will always long for the truth.

- That's why I ordered... - The time for talking is over.

It's time to make dreams.

Who among the young men has more faith...

in the holiness and inspiration of the keeper of heaven's key?

God help you eat this time!

There is no hunger.

There hasn't been hunger since yesterday!

What's wrong?

What am I doing here?

You're teaching the young men.

And clarifying the true religion.

Why?

Because it's your role as a scholar.

You save young men from ignorance.

Or for the sake of money?

And prestige?

And proximity to the Sultan?

"Imam Ghazali said"

"Imam Ghazali wrote"

I often wonder if all this

is genuinely for God's sake?

You are more aware than I am about the importance of knowledge.

Is it science

or the scientist?

Could it be that while I teach people.

I am learning?

All that I do

for the love of knowledge

or for the love of this world?

It feels like I'm climbing

a mountain barefoot.

And once I reach the top.

I throw myself into the biggest pit of fire beneath it!

Oh my dear, I'm with you whatever you choose.

But I don’t like seeing you like this.

Then there is no other choice but to leave.

The Sultan and Nizam Al-Mulk won't accept it.

I truly want to perform pilgrimage.

And nobody will refuse me performing it.

And afterward, I will go to Damascus.

Maybe I'll find myself there.

O Allah, I intend to go on a journey

with the intention of pilgrimage, God willing.

O Allah, cleanse my heart

from hypocrisy and showing off.

Show us the truth as truth and grant us to follow it.

Show us falsehood as falsehood and grant us to avoid it.

He is ready for the mission.

Are you reassured?

I'm reassured.

Has he done his training?

Yes.

Has he fasted, prayed, and read the verses?

Yes.

He shall enjoy it.

Waiting for the order.

My lord Zaid Ibn Suhon, the greatest missionary!

By yourself!

Who knows who else you might see, and your

eyes will be delighted to behold their sight!

Who?

Our master.

Come closer, Saad.

Sit down.

Open your palm, Saad.

The scent of the thresholds of paradise is a gift from our master.

Come closer, Saad.

Come closer.

Come closer, Saad.

Saad!

Oh, Saad!

It's time for the chosen one to enter the dream of paradise.

Oh, Saad!

I was created especially for you!

I was created especially for you!

I've been waiting for you for 30,000 years!

Imagine!

30,000 years of love.

30,000 years of longing.

Saad!

Oh, Saad!

We guarantee you go to it.

And guarantee your return to it.

Finally, God has written for me to see you!

This is the grace of God.

He gives it to whom He wills.

Praise be to God.

In a single day.

You entered paradise and saw me.

I can't believe.

Because you are my beloved.

Are you ready?

I miss you.

Just as you saw me here.

You will find me there, opening the door for you.

There?

Yes.

And you're still alive?

Come on.

The matter is bigger than your imagination.

Tomorrow, with the first rays of dawn, I will be on

my way to the Abbasid caliphate palace in Baghdad.

He must be confined to his borders.

My master.

I have previously warned against the

foolishness of something like this happening.

I warned him!

He may flee to any place before I reach him.

And he has asked for a two-month extension.

Not a day!

My master.

The sultan of the earth does not retract a decision he has made.

Tomorrow, I will be on my way to Baghdad.

I will move at my own pace and hunt.

He will be fortunate with my slow movement.

To enter Baghdad.

While he is not in his palace.

And you must travel with me.

What have we hunted as we entered Baghdad?

Many deer, my master, and a strange-looking animal.

A strange-looking animal!

A strange small animal.

Bigger than a cat and smaller than a deer.

He has many horns, my lord.

What would it taste like?

You will taste and decide.

What's on our minister's mind?

My lord, the Sultan.

This place, my lord.

Many companions fought here in the time of our master,

Omar Ibn Al-Khattab, may Allah be pleased with him.

And a great number of them were martyred here.

So, its sand is valuable.

Then let me be blessed by this precious sand!

May I have permission to move, my lord?

Allah is the greatest.

Allah is the greatest.

Give from your Lord's bounty, our master.

Increase from your generosity, our master.

Grant us from your gifts, our master.

Leave them.

We won't ignore anybody on the face of this Earth.

Give us, our master.

Increase our share of your good, our master.

Give to me, my lord.

From your bounty, master.

Injustice rules the world.

We made a covenant to change it.

Men's nature is to uphold pacts.

But there are no pacts with traitors.

There's no pact with those who reject the truth

and support the oppressor against the oppressed.

There's no pact with Nizam Al-Mulk.

My soul is a sacrifice to the key bearer of heaven!

Our master!

And the damned rebel was killed on that day of the month of Ramadan.

By the hands of the chosen martyr boy, Saad.

By our command.

My lord.

My lord.

My lord.

And the Seljuk Sultan, Malik Shah, followed him to hell.

With a poison we secretly set from our spirit.

Praise be to Allah.