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Just like Al-Sabbah could create a dream of heaven for his followers.

He was able to create the ugliest nightmares of hell for his enemies.

Hassan, the strong and outstanding.

It's me who loves you

I must be closer to you than your own self.

Who managed to whisper in your brain and play with your dreams.

Entered Yahia's mind and manipulated him.

My goal will always be to get you into heaven.

And I will spend all my energy to achieve this, Yahia.

Yahia was inside the castle for killing Hassan.

But he became a follower and a fighter for Hassan.

The preachers are anxious About the two who came with you.

Your task is to observe them.

And submit a detailed report to me.

A spy on his friends and brothers.

Our master's command.

Suleiman and Tayfour.

Over time.

Hatred began to grow between Barzak and Zaid.

Watch your tongue, Zaid!

Our master Al-Sabbah is not insane.

When he gathers us together and looks at us while smiling, then he is insane.

The jealousy of Joseph's brothers crept into their hearts.

And the pre-existing evil...

started emerging.

Hassan is playing everyone.

Like pieces on a chessboard.

EPISODE 20: SON OF THE MUAZZIN

What's the name of the girl who knows Yahia?

Nourhan.

I will obviously kill her.

But I thought I'd tell you first.

No.

She should remain alive.

She will remain alive?

Why?

Did our master order this?

Alinar.

When did we start asking questions?

I just need to understand.

Keep your eyes on her

and wait for orders.

Okay.

The love of Alinar and the leader Barzak.

An exciting story to be told.

Love in the castle.

What's really exciting, is you going too far in speaking with me.

I hope you keep to your limitations

I'm a forgiving person.

And I understand emotions and love.

Unfortunately,

the words you say do not indicate that you understand these things.

I'm just doing my job and task.

Transmitting information

and receiving orders of our master form him.

And Mr. Zaid Ibn Sihon...

keeps interrupting me with his anxieties that don't concern me.

Which means your heart cannot accept being my residence.

My heart?

What do you know about me to speak of my heart?

You don't know me.

If you truly knew me...

you would know that I am heartless.

Long ago, I forgot what that word means.

Excuse me.

It will accept.

It will definitely accept.

Yahia.

Why did we enter the castle?

To become followers of Al-Sabbah?

Blessings of God on him.

Then why did we enter?

You're done, Yahia.

Delusions have taken you, and Al-Sabbah has played with your mind.

But we will continue.

And without you.

Be careful.

If you choose to this path,

I will report about you.

Because that is what was asked of me.

Do you have something to say, Zaid?

I have a request for our master.

Zaid Ibn Sihon makes a request without permission.

I want to get married.

You want to get married?

What?

It's as if I'm asking for something extraordinary.

No, it's not extraordinary, but...

I didn't expect this request from you.

Who is the bride?

There are no women in Alamut Castle suitable for marriage.

Only the heaven virgins

and they are not for marriage, Zaid.

Alinar.

The virgins trainer.

Alinar?

You want to demolish a carefully built system

in Alamut Castle?

She is not one of the virgins.

She's in charge of them.

And I want her.

I assume you know your request is rejected.

Why?

You should know the answer.

And it's strange that you're asking.

My marriage to her won't change anything.

I.

Only I decide whether it will change things or not.

You made a request.

And I rejected it.

So, will I live like a monk in Alamut Castle?

You live with your honor.

You live recognizing the responsibility of being the first follower of Al-Sabbah.

And if marriage is so important to you,

wait until we wage a war.

And there will be war captives.

Then, I myself will choose the bride for you.

Zaid.

Your desires are increasing.

And they are not suitable for a believing preacher.

So, heed my warning.

Hold it!

Leaving needs a permission.

After your permission.

Try to increase sessions of meditation, reading, and silence.

And try to reduce eating.

So your soul clears, replenishes and listens.

You may leave.

Come here!

Do not leave or attend his council.

You hate him.

He killed your brother and will kill you.

My brother was wrong

and I won't do the same.

No.

Even if you did, he will kill you.

He's insane and he will kill us all.

He's not insane.

He is the Imam and he does what is best.

He's deceptive.

He's deceiving everyone.

Sometimes I see him as kind.

Reading in the Quran and crying.

He cries because of his excessive sins.

This is humbleness.

If you are going to him,

then I am not your mother.

- I'm now torn between you both. - Choose.

Who is the criminal who killed his son?

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Who is the devil of the castel?

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Someone is claiming to be a friend of Omar Khayyam.

He requests to meet our respected minister.

Bring him.

A friend of Omar Khayyam, my name is Sahban, he knows.

May God honor our respected minister.

Imagine, my lord.

I wanted to visit my friend Omar Khayyam in prison.

They insult me and hit me.

So what should I do!

Come to the minister of the sultanate.

He will uphold my rights and allow the visit.

Omar Khayyam is a dangerous prisoner.

Merely requesting to visit him puts you personally at risk of imprisonment.

Omar Khayyam is dangerous?

He used to go to the sultan's palace.

Why did you turn against him?

Because of his stubbornness.

Anyway, I have warned you.

If you insist, I can send you now to console him in his cell, but don't go.

Why should I leave, my lord?

I just wanted to visit him because he's my friend.

But why would I be imprisoned?

Listen.

Tell me about the people who come to your spa and their conversations.

What's mostly talked about these days at your place?

Gossip.

Because you know, my lord.

A human must gossip to live.

What do they gossip about?

In the last time.

Our Sultan.

Spoke to our Master the Minister, what did he say?

What business is it of yours what the Sultan said to me?

You person with a loose tongue and lack of manners.

Secret!

What the Sultan says to his minister is a secret.

The same topic

spa talks between the customer and the massure

is a secret.

Someone who's naked and I'm massaging him, my lord.

Shall I expose him!

Really!

A real friend of Omar Khayyam.

What is this wisdom and philosophy?

You must be rewarded.

Flogged 80 lashes and his spa house shuts down for a month.

I have a loose tongue, my lord.

- I'm sorry, my lord. - Take him away.

My lord, I have a loose tongue.

And also 80 lashes, why?

I'll die by twenty.

Wait, soldier.

What about Omar Khayyam?

In prison.

Until he obeys the order and hands us the map of Alamut Castle

Omar Al Khayam's imprisonment is not comfortable for me.

What will people say?

How can someone of his stature be imprisoned during my reign?

My lord's era is an era of power.

And Omar Khayyam is really arrogant.

And with your permission, I prefer to break his haughty spirit firstly.

Are you enemies?

God forbid.

It's just disciplining a person who thinks he is above the Sultanate.

Discipline shouldn't increase

or else it turns into resentment.

My lord's command.

Within days, he will be in your great court.

I hope so.

Though I don't think he would be happy in our court

as long as you are our minister.

Alamut Castle must have its own currency.

We won't continue dealing with the currencies around us.

We must have our own Dinar

to buy and sell with it.

And what's the profit?

Power and respect

and being different.

But minting is costly.

Special factory and kilns and a lot of work.

And with the highest gold ratio, our Al-Sabbah Dinar will be!

And for this to happen we must impose taxes on everyone around us.

Everyone passing between the Crusaders and the Seljuq state pays

and vice versa.

And from their gold, our new currency is minted.

Our master's orders.

That's the financial part done.

And to balance inside the castle...

we must attend to the spiritual side of the young martyrs.

This aspect needs a lot of stimulation.

The preachers spend with them every day an entire hour of spiritual training.

Worships and self-discipline are a basic thing, Zaid.

But reading,

reading is very important, Ibn Sihon.

Let's start with Encyclopedia of the Brethren of Purity.

Then the book, Mind Rest, by al-Kirmani.

Then my book in Theologies

that's when the believer is ready for the secrets.

I was born in family among Sunnis.

Then I became Ismaili by my mind,

then Nizari,

and I'm still on a spiritual journey

from one sect to another.

The castle is full of important books.

We'll choose the chapters and sections that increase the faith of the believers.

You know, Zaid,

Killing an oppressor,

is a great thing.

But what's greater is leading him to our beliefs.

Shahdezh Castle is the closest one to Isfahan.

And now the owner of the castle is dying.

And our beloved one is the one who will seize the castle.

This castle is a few steps away from Isfahan.

- God is great! - This is great news.

Whatever support they need,

we are ready.

When?

Everything in its time.

So we've reached the last point of our sacred meeting.

Sending a list of the great disbelievers to hell.

We are in a truce with Berkyaruq.

Barzak Amide,

The good guardian.

Who always believes in the appearances of things.

Breaking the siege is like a snake retreating.

To correct its position and attack again.

Our difference with the children of Malik-Shah in all things.

Will make us vulnerable.

They all might attack us all at once.

Let the martyr youth get ready.

And prepare for new, painful strikes.

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

The list includes the minister Taj Al-Din, state minister of Seljuqs.

My soul is the ransom of the key holder to heaven.

And Fakhr Al-Din, son of Nizam Al-Mulk.

Fakhr Al-Din, I said not to get out!

- Fakhr Al-Din. - Are you still worried about me?

How? I am the son of Nizam Al-Mulk.

His prestige has grown and he still holds a special stature.

And of course, he wants to revenge his father's death

I think it's fair that we send him to his father in hell.

Fakhr Al-Din has grown up now.

And he's trustworthy of the elite

I have guards and weapons.

You rest and don't be afraid.

The Keeper is our God.

You just...

Ensure and safeguard your weapon.

Fine.

And the day will come when I bring you Hassan Al-Sabbah's head.

And I swear his brain will be my dinner.

Long live our master, the key holder of heaven!

And thereafter the Mufti of Isfahan.

My soul is a sacrifice for the key holder of heaven!

And the last thing, burning the Grand Mosque in Baghdad

Baghdad Mosque?

They say Sabbah's followers are burning mosques!

These are not God's mosques.

Do they teach our teachings there?

No.

Do they mention our Imams there?

No.

They insult them.

And they call us infidels and rebels.

So, burning the mosque is a great thing, and its reward is greater.

And the youth who will carry out this mission will have a very high status.

Our master's order.

Our master has chosen you for a holy mission.

It's the holiest mission

аs a believer of Alamut Castle.

To burn Baghdad mosque.

What!

Is this a question or a protest or anger?

A question.

An order that needs understanding.

Haven't anyone taught you that a believer in Alamut Castle doesn't ask!

It's not an objection, our master.

But Suleiman and I are still inexperienced.

It's not necessary, Tayfour.

It's not necessary.

And we will discuss it.

But the most important thing is not only obedience.

The most important thing is faith.

Meaning obedience should be with acceptance.

And love...

also appreciation for the task.

We are all love, obedience, and appreciation.

We'll see.

Get ready.

Yahia now seems like one of his real followers, Tayfour.

The minister, the Mufti, and the son of Nizam Al-Mulk.

It's a black day in the country's history.

The act of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

I no longer believe that all of this is the act of one man.

As if every devil commits a crime, we attribute it to Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Same age as the suicide youth with the same dagger

and the same way of killing...

with the same cry of death.

Maybe there are a thousand people, and they all end up being Hassan Al-Sabbah.

This is strange.

What is this crazy idea?

Which doctrine?

And which religion?

And what, master, is the outcome

after your journey with knowledge and then solitude?

If the world is...

the path.

Then the first condition is to purify the heart from anything other than God.

And what is the key to the path?

Immersing yourself in the remembrance of God.

And the end of the path?

Is to fade away in the presence of God.

Oh master.

These are honorable states and stations.

And the world, as you can see,

is full of conspiracies, intrigues, sects and tribes.

Where's the salvation?

Love.

Love amongst people.

Love is the cure for souls

and to renounce the ego.

Because ego is a misconception.

Beware of yourself.

May God preserve the world around you.

Are you sure they told you set me free?

Instead of being wrong and getting hurt.

The minister was killed by the esoterics.

And the Sultan has ordered your departure.

Go to your house and rest

and forgive me.

Your status is high.

And what is your fault?

Me and you are the same.

We are imprisoned in the same prison.

Sahban.

My dear beloved!

Nothing kept me away from you except for the beatings and torture.

I missed you in my prison, masseur.

Me too, I swear.

Even though nothing but troubles come from you

I missed your charming companionship.

- What is this? - What?

Were you scrubbing the prison?

Let's go to the spa.

- Let's go. - Let's go, lower your hand.

Let's go.

Let's go.

We enter the castle to kill Al-Sabbah.

Only to find ourselves among his soldiers who will burn the mosques.

It won't happen.

The lover forgot everything.

Forgot his parents and became a toy of Al-Sabbah.

My closeness to Al-Sabbah is what made me know the place of his chamber

him, Zaid and Barzak.

And to know the places we will escape from.

What are you guys doing then?

They had doubts about you from the first moment!

You're either a traitor or insane.

I'm not a traitor, Tayfour.

But eyes are on us at every corner

and the wall has a thousand ears.

Meet me after midnight.

To tell you the madman's plan.

Life passes

in a day and a night

like water in a stream, and wind in the desert

never cry over the sorrow of two days

the day that passed

and the day that has not come

between me and myself, there's a fierce war

and only you, God, can solve this

I wait for forgiveness, but I am

ashamed of you knowing my bad deeds

Zaid Ibn Sihon is a puppet, In Hassan Al-Sabbah's hand.

As Hassan lets go, Zaid becomes a close friend.

As Hassan pulls, Zaid Ibn Sihon is an obedient slave.

A stone from the castle stones,

Hassan Al-Sabbah steps on it, and touches the sky.

Does this heart deserve to beat

and in love's fire, to burn?

What a wasted day that passed

without me loving and desiring

don't assume that I fear time

or dread death when it comes

death is inevitable, I don't fear ruin

but rather, I fear missing the opportunity

Barzak's chamber is at the end Of the back hallway behind the grain room.

Hassan's chamber in the building opposite the judgment hall.

And Zaid, I'm more entitled to him.

We're destined to be killed anyway,

But death, after killing them, is an honor.

What about the guards of their chambers?

Barzak's chamber is unguarded.

But Hassan's chamber,

has about one or two,

but from the fiercest castle soldiers.

I can handle those guys.

Timing is crucial,

now it's time for rest.

We owe you, Yahia.

We thought you were a traitor.

Meet you in Heaven.

Of course, you know about the conspiracy

and you knew your traitor friends Who wanted to kill us.

So you said you'd come warn Zaid Ibn Sihon,

your beloved.

Betrayal is very ugly, Yahia.

At first, when they said that three entered the castle seeking my protection,

I was suspicious,

but thank God, the traitors are two, not three.

You're a very loyal young man, Yahia,

and I love you.

Come with me.

How was your feeling when you entered the dream of paradise, Yahia?

A feeling beyond description and imagination.

I am here, no dream that repeats twice.

In the dream of Paradise, you can see all the loved ones.

- Are you an orphan? - Yes.

Father or mother?

Both.

Haven't you seen your father, may Allah have mercy on, in the dream of Paradise?

Or your mother.

No.

Hence, they are definitely in hell because they are not believers.

And you are in the dream of Paradise, you can't see them.

So, who did you see?

What I saw is indescribable.

That's the correct answer, Yahia.

Yahia.

Bring the traitors.

I have never put a guard or doorkeeper between me and the believers.

You are surely not believers.

Maybe you entered the castle with incomplete faith.

It's not a shame.

The shame is that, your faith does not complete here.

And you might have entered the castle

while you don't know who Hassan Al-Sabbh is.

Your assumptions portrayed him as a fierce killer.

Even though, I am a simple man who seeks for justice.

Your ignorance about Hassan Al-Sabbah is possible.

But it should be corrected.

Here and right now, Yahia.

You will know the poor Hassan Al-Sabbah, who is moved only by right

and who hates nothing but betrayal.

So tell me, Yahia.

What's the punishment for betrayal?

Answer.

Mercy.

The punishment for betrayal

is mercy?

And as I am the ruler.

I sentence them to death with mercy.

And the mercy is for them to be killed by their friend.

So, Yahia!

Do you kill Suleiman First or Tayfoor?