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The siege has been lifted.

Write what I command you to.

With the intelligence and cunning of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

The correspondence among brothers carried by pigeon.

And the secrets between the brothers in the messages.

Will be our salvation.

And through creating discord among brothers.

Among themselves.

He managed to lift the siege of Berkyaruk.

To restore the fortress to its former strength.

Berkyaruk was an impatient sultan, he didn't have a minister like Nizam Al-Mulk.

He chose to make peace with the devil, not understanding his danger.

So that war would be an option for the youth.

Yahia, Suleiman, and Tayfour.

Yahia planned to infiltrate the fortress as one of the followers of Al-Sabbah.

Yahia chose Hassan Al-Sabbah's method.

To enter amongst them

and cut off the serpent's head...

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Isfahan again, Oh Sahban!

I wonder if my place is still there?

Places are like people

they age, get weary, die, and are replaced.

I lost dearest friends...

Jihan and Nizam Al-Mulk.

Here, I was the burning passion of Omar Khayyam.

Here, I lost my spa.

And my loofah and my customers.

Ah, those days.

We want a new life, Sahban.

We want a life where we can quench our heart's longing

because life is like clouds, it passes quickly.

So, what should we do now?

Seek the moment.

Uncle, first let's look for a morsel to eat, come on, come on.

Tell me.

How were you able to escape from your comrades?

We were waiting for the right moment.

And even if the Seljuq army didn't retreat and a battle occurred.

We would have killed as many of them as we could in the battle to aid our Master.

You know our Master!

We came to the castle before when we were among the army of oppressors.

And you pardoned us

and that enlightened us.

Every young man with a pure heart dreams of joining him.

Words are easy.

Could they be liars?

I wish we were liars.

They wouldn't have discovered us or tried to kill us.

How did they expose you?

We stabbed Commander Dawood.

Their army's leader.

We thought he was dead, but he came out

shouted at the soldiers, and chased us.

Heal and relax.

The ruling among you must come from our leader.

Waiting for our leader.

Three believing young men

running away from the Seljuq army?

We hope to kill them, our leader.

I know one of them.

One of them is Yahia Ibn Saed the Muezzin.

I killed him and his wife in Isfahan.

The Muezzin!

So, their killing becomes necessary.

Who says that?

We kill a young man who believes in our cause!

The castle is a cave for the oppressed.

- Of course, welcome them. - Welcome who?

This is the Muezzin's son.

Meaning, he enters the castle seeking revenge.

Let's see first.

Maybe the son is different from his father.

And maybe he is a sincere believer.

Besides, they have already entered the Alamut Castle.

So, they entered the house of trials and are under our control.

So they become normal among the believing youth?

Under our surveillance.

Especially Yahia.

He who was able to do what neither the Nizam Al-Mulk nor the Sultan could do.

- What are you saying, our leader? - Stop it.

Stop it, son of Suhon.

Barzak.

Don't let Yahia catch the eye of Suhon's son.

Listen carefully.

The girl who would be chosen for the chosen young man in the dream of heaven.

I don't want to hint at any moment of sorrow in any corner of her eyes.

At all.

I want to see only happiness

and the tender smile.

And her body.

Must be in line with the chosen one's fantasy.

Meaning, before he moves

or even speak,

she must be to his taste.

You are the last memory in the Chosen one's life.

The sweetest memory

and the most delicate memory.

The memory that must erase all his memories.

And make him ready to die a thousand times.

Just to return to it again.

The account for the sorrow in the eyes.

Will be very difficult.

Because you are a dream.

Not a reality.

Sadness, fear, hesitation,

confusion and perplexity.

They'll make the chosen one think you're not dream.

That you're just an ordinary girl

not a goddess.

And if that happens,

there will be no reprimand,

or blame,

or punishment,

for the girl who woke the chosen one from his heavenly dream upset,

except death.

And you all know I don't make empty threats.

I want you to think about Kidiyar,

Who is scared for her life and wants to remain a goddess.

She knows exactly what to do.

Because Alinar...

will not repeat my words or advice again.

Understood?

Prepare well,

for dawn,

one of you will be chosen for the heavenly dream.

I get the feeling it's going to be you.

Be careful.

What should I do?

Live, Nourhan,

or at least try to live.

If it weren't for your faith...

I would've killed you first.

And by my hand,

with a single blow.

Khayrat, the first enemy of the Seljuks,

and your revenge with them is big.

Here, there's no revenge between us.

From now on, faith is what unites us.

Welcome guys.

Welcome...

- Johar. - Johar.

Welcome, Johar.

Now, focus on your exercises and spiritual lessons.

Because one of you will be chosen as the martyr.

They just arrived!

There are still many tests to be taken.

What happens to this martyr,

exactly?

He enters the heavenly dream, and prepares.

Prepares for what exactly?

For martyrdom and return to paradise.

May God grant us and you this.

Amen, Lord.

What is this heavenly dream?

Our knowledge is not much,

but for sure,

it's the most beautiful thing that happens to the young man who comes here.

Then we bid him farewell and never see him again.

Where are the new guys?

Prepare for the skinning.

Tell us about your journey, Omar.

I'd love to hear from you.

You're our poet and great scholar.

It was a remarkable journey, your majesty.

From city to city to the fortress of death and the Sultan's army.

We've reached your palace and safety.

Have you visited the Alamut Castle?

Yes, my lord.

How so?

Didn't you tell me not to tell?

You made me lie in front of the army commander and act foolishly.

Yes.

So why are you changing your words now!

Who's your friend, Omar?

That's Sahban the spa attendant.

And the explanation is long.

As long as you wish.

I have time.

The Sultan's army was in a battle.

And any doubtful information,

could have cost our lives.

And Sahban and I are not war material.

Come with us, Omar, you and Sahban and show us where Al-Sabbah is.

And the battle starts and Sahban and I get lost.

That's apart from Hassan Al-Sabbah being my friend.

And I don't deny it.

But I deny my belief in his corrupt doctrine

because I'm against his actions.

But my gallantness

orevents me from giving the Sultan's army

information that could lead to his death.

While I was still his guest and sharing his bread and salt.

My lord Sultan, I mean...

excuse my friend, Omar, because Hasan Sabbah

gave us a bottle of wine, I don't drink.

He drank it alone and since then

he's been speaking strangely, but he's not his friend, no.

I appreciate your gallantry, Omar.

I don't care to know what happened in the Alamut Castle.

I want to know your personal opinion about Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Hassan Al-Sabbah, my lord,

is a man lost in his dream.

He fell in love with himself until he fell into his pit.

And the cord that connected him to his salvation was cut off.

He found an idea that made him greater than his truth

because ego loves greatness.

But there is a great difference between legitimate ego greatness

and the reprehensible ego greatness.

The legitimate ego greatness,

is the noble greatness that makes a man refuse to commit religious acts

to gain worldly goals.

So what's the reprehensible ego greatness?

It's the desire for what it doesn't deserve.

And Hassan is drowning in reprehensible ego greatness.

He aspires to be above humans.

The idea and the approach which he reached.

He embodied the argument, faith, and the immortal human

from a castle high above a mountain, he thought he could rule the entire world.

And every crazy idea finds many followers.

Who can break Hassan Al-Sabbah and defeat him?

Hassan Al-Sabbah is no longer a person

he has become an idea.

As a person,

I don't think anyone can break him...

except for himself.

But the idea of Hassan Al-Sabbah,

the one that can break and defeat it,

is the idea of a state, a strong and fair state.

A state with mind, freedom, and knowledge can do it.

The knowledge of Earth and heavens can easily defeat Hassan Al-Sabbah's idea.

Because his idea that strengthens,

Is the corruption of big states.

And the lack of justice within them.

You're right, Omar.

What do you want to live happily among us?

A library and a big salary.

And beautiful maidens.

A new spa for my friend, the builder.

Your requests are granted, Omar.

Ready to be skinned?

No, we're not ready to be skinned.

What does skinning mean?

To be a believer of the believers of The Alamut Castle.

This means being one of the very few on Earth.

The best of the true believers.

Your first lesson must be the skinning.

Skinning off all old beliefs.

Certainly you come from corrupt lands and beliefs.

The spirit must be skinned from all the old inside it.

And you must know the new meanings of faith

and the heart, and the call,

martyrdom and redemption.

And heaven and hell.

The greatest hell is the hell of rebellion.

And the greatest heaven,

is the Heaven of obedience.

And the one whose heart isn't full

with the light and love and obedience of the Imam.

His heart is impure.

And the first lesson you must learn in peeling,

that here are new concepts in everything.

After the false concepts have destroyed the minds,

the forbidden and the permissible, the law and the knowledge

and the traditions, we all should learn their meaning from our master.

Who knows them from our Lord, the Almighty.

Any knowledge is conditioned by our master's knowledge.

I want each of you to be silent and close his eyes

and imagines himself shedding from ignorance to knowledge.

The father, the mother, the son, the friend, the wife, and the teacher.

Old meanings.

Peel them off and replace them with one meaning.

The teachings of our master.

The owner of the key to paradise.

A new martyr's fortune.

That an order is issued by our master Hassan Al-Sabbah is a privilege.

Close your eyes and get ready to enter

to the most beautiful dream in existence.

Yahia!

I missed you!

Yahia?

What's his purpose?

What's his purpose?

Our master?

Yes.

He told you to prove.

Knowing that he's my enemy.

And knowing that he's a man of revenge and blood.

Yet he allows his presence here.

Also choosing to enjoy? What's the purpose?

To test him.

And his choice does'nt mean consent.

Does it mean when you chose to kill Mansour, he hated you?

He was confident in my survival.

So he loves you?

- Of course. - So, he loves the young man Yahia?

You and I are different.

We are friends.

We have a bond.

But this is a new young man entering the castle.

- Must know his intent and test him. - Why?

Is he testing him or testing me?

He's still going to test you?

Our master tested us a long time ago and chose us.

Why is he doing this then?

Why Barzak?

Maybe the young man is a real believer?

And his faith removes any old enmity?

And erase the effects of revenge from himself?

Did you really become a chosen?

Where were you, Yahia?

And what did you see?

He will not respond or tell.

Because he's not allowed.

Don't you see the amazing smile on his face?

Like you're born anew.

The chosen martyr.

His place is not among the believers.

Come with me.

You're crazy!

Yahia, O Naz.

He is yahia, i know him more than myself.

You almost get us all in trouble.

And you say his name almost out loud?

And I'm watching you and getting confused and everything is messed up.

Elenar noticed that he got up, distracted and not as happy as the others.

What's your fate now? What's your fate?

I don't care about anything now.

The most important thing is that I saw Yahia next to me here in the castle.

If I die now, I'll die happy.

No one knows who will die, Nourhan.

A mermaid in a paradise's dream.

Trembling.

Confused.

And looking around her.

Making the chosen young man wake up from his dream while he's lost.

Committed and confused.

And I said I don't repeat my words twice.

Unfortunately,

you can't remain a mermaid.

Nor can I throw her out of the castle.

Or sell her.

Because she knows everything.

My apologies, Naz.

I did love you.

But my duty trumps all considerations.

- No, no, no! - She did nothing, believe me!

I am the one who got lost in the paradise's dream, kill me.

Naz is innocent…

Enough.

What?

Will you forgive me?

Find a new friend to live with the horror you just witnessed.

So you won't think to repeat your mistake again

which would cause her and your death.

Don't let your sorrow for her death show in your eyes in the paradise's dream.

My friendship with Omar Khayyam ruined everything.

Imagine, my lord.

After I returned my spa,

and started to scrub the customers' backs again,

and spoke to them about Aristotle's philosophy.

And talked about poetry,

customers started to leave me and walk away,

believing that I had gone mad.

And they say...

Sahban, who used to tell us enjoyable

stories about the Jinn and the female slaves,

now speaks nonsense.

And I learned simplicity from you, Sahban.

You have taught me more than all I learned in my past life.

An incredible friendship.

I didn't expect it to continue after your return to Isfahan, Omar.

- Why? - Mean to say,

perhaps your fear after you killed the king's regime,

and the absence of your beloved Jihan,

and the scholars accusing you of apostasy,

are what created this kind of friendship.

But after returning to Isfahan again.

The conditions will be better.

The Bathroom attendant stay an attendant.

And the poet is also a scholar.

The poet and the scholar.

Need the Bathroom attendant.

Sahban made life lighter.

It's not unbearable anymore.

And Omar, I swear.

Not because he's sitting.

He make my life worse.

Oh my lord, he always made me sad.

Meaning, I can say, he ruined my life.

And Sahban, even though he appears ignorant and silly.

But he is a pure soul.

Like a rose that grows from the mud.

Beautiful.

I have information that you are precise in your imagination.

And your calculations, Omar.

To some extent.

But what does this have to do with our situation?

I need a precise and clear image of Alamut Castle.

Its gates and their numbers, the floors, the corridors.

Its pathways.

Every detail.

As if I'm inside the castle and walking.

The young man, after waking from his dream of paradise

and prepared him for the mission, then suddenly he backed down.

He said he doesn't want to die and doesn't want to go to heaven.

He wants to live in the world, he wants to live in hell.

But he doesn't want to die.

- Did he say that? - Coward!

The fault is on who chose him and admitted him.

The selection is precise, Zaid.

But there's always exceptions.

No excuses or weak excuses.

This young man, if he gets out He will ruin the whole idea.

- This is a disaster and catastrophe. - Watch your tongue, Zaid.

Silence!

It's possible that this could happen.

I know it's a deficiency and a mistake.

But it happened.

The important thing is how we deal with the problem.

Kill the young man.

And throw him from the castle immediately.

Let that be the last solution, Zaid.

Did he say to live in hell?

Yes.

Then let him meet our master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

A devoted young man in Alamut Castle.

Refuses to sacrifice and says that The world is more precious to him than heaven?

My lord...

I'm weak and my heart is trembling.

It means I'm scared.

- Scared of death. - Be calm.

I don't like those who tremble.

I can do anything.

I can be a servant in the castle, clean the kitchens or even the restrooms.

I can do the most menial jobs.

Then why not perform the most noble tasks?

Because the most noble task is death.

And I don't want that.

Martyrdom is not death.

I can't.

Are you refusing to enter heaven?

I refuse to die.

Then enter the hell.

The hell?

It's either heaven or hell.

Please, my lord, I beg of you.

You rejected heaven.

And now you refuse to enter hell.

What am I to do with you?

Let me live.

That's hard.

But you can throw yourself from the top of the Alamut Castle.

In front of all the believers with your full will.

As atonement for the sin of disobedience.

My lord, I...

I'm a poor young man, an only child to my parents.

Spoiled and I came here because...

they said there's a different life here.

And I can see whatever.

Anyone could wish to see while alive here.

That's true.

But you're afraid.

I was afraid of death.

You will appear on the roof of the Alamut Castle.

On your right, Barzak Amide will be waiting to take you to hell.

And on your left, Zaid bin Suhon, in case you escape from Barzak.

And possibly...

and possibly, after your body hits the ground and you die.

I'll pray to God to forgive you.

Okay, I'll kill and enter heaven.

I have overcome my fear.

It's too late for heaven, boy.

Heaven does not welcome liars.

Then I'll jump.

You're free.

Hassan Al-Sabbah would'nt force a young man like you to do anything.

I'll jump, my lord, I'll jump.

You're free.

But this requires someone who has spent time in the castle.

And I haven't spent much time there.

Fine, take your time. You have two days to remember.

God, I hope I remember.

Our Sultan is a friendly and kind person.

It's natural for him to honor you and treat you kindly.

He knows your value well.

But the value of the state is above all, Omar.

What do you need to complete your role in Isfahan?

I'll return to you after two days with the complete map.

It seems things are going downhill, Omar.

Escaping now is difficult.

Escape?

I'm going.

I'm going home, do you need anything?

Pray for me.

May God have mercy on you.

How's Zain bin Suhon?

He can't sleep.

Poor thing.

I want to see the young man named Yahia!

You're going to allow him to meet you?

He's a different type of young man.

I need to see him with my own eyes.

All right.

Whoever comes to me, Barzak,

needs respect and fitting treatment.

You're in the presence of our master, the holder of the key to paradise.

It's a big dream and it's coming true.

What's the name of the faithful young man?

- Yahia. - Beautiful.

Barzak.

Go. Let our beloved Zaid bin Suhon come in now.

When they told me about you, I was pleased.

And said, a brave and courageous young man.

Got into the fortress and become one of us.

You've managed to do what even our greatest enemies couldn't, Yahia.

Yahia.

A beautiful name.

Suitable for a martyr.

I've never allowed any young man to be a martyr or chosen one

as quickly as I've allowed you.

And I'm very grateful for this honor.

Your command, my master.