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Dreams of heaven and nightmares of hell.

Didn't affect Yahia.

He's using Hassan Al-Sabbah's method.

He seemed to be with Hassan.

But inside...

Meet me after midnight

so I can tell you the madman's plan.

...A Seljuk soldier is waiting for the moment to take revenge for his parents.

And end the evil of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

But Al-Sabbah was reading and perceiving All Yahia's plans.

Hassan Al-Sabbah knows you and deceives you.

And was waiting for the day he would turn him into one of his believers.

Stick with the one who's goal is to bring you to heaven.

And when the moment came

the three friends decided to get rid of the castle's sheikh and his arms.

Hassan was waiting for him.

To put him through another test.

A hard test.

EPISODE 21: BROTHERS TO DEATH

I've never put a guard or doorman to separate me from the believers.

You must not be believers.

Maybe you entered the castle with an incomplete faith.

It's not a disgrace.

The disgrace is if your faith does not complete here.

And maybe you entered the castle not knowing who is Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Your assumptions painted him as a brutal killer.

Even though I'm a simple man who stands for justice.

Your ignorance about Hassan Al-Sabbah is possible

but it needs to be corrected.

Right now, right here, Yahia.

You will know the poor Hassan Al-Sabbah who is stirred by nothing but justice.

And he hates nothing but betrayal.

Tell me Yahia,

What is the punishment for betrayal?

Answer!

Mercy.

The punishment for betrayal

is mercy?

And as the one in charge...

I sentenced them to death with mercy.

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

So, Yahia!

Will you kill the first Suleiman or Tayfour?

Choose.

I know the moment is tough.

Both of them are your beloved.

But both are traitors.

Who will you kill first, Yahia?

It's you that I will kill, Sabbah!

The task just got easier.

Loyal Barzak.

Made it easy by leaving only Tayfour.

Kill him.

Why, Yahia?

Why did you let Zaid hasten and kill him instead of you?

But I was confident that you would kill him.

If it wasn't for your nobility and your

appreciation of friendship, You hesitated.

But hesitation is acceptable.

From the first day you entered the castle,

I bet you'd be loyal.

Get rid of your friends' bodies, and throw them off the castle rooftop.

Of course you know

they can't be washed or have a funeral prayer said over them.

They died thinking you're a traitor.

May God have mercy on your parents, Yahia.

You were supposed to die like Naz.

But unfortunately,

fate has decided you continue living.

Why?

I don't know.

You still have a life.

Why?

What I know about you is enough to kill you.

But, I don't know why this hasn't happened.

And here we have no choice but to obey.

I want to die.

Unfortunately...

Life and death here are not up to you.

It's not your right to die,

or to live.

Unless an order has been given.

The fierce attacks of the Crusaders have reached the borders of Levant.

We always have priorities, Barzak.

Toppling the corrupt caliphate comes first.

The Crusaders are just obvious enemies.

The Seljuks and Abbasids are the most dangerous,

and when empowerment occurs,

and the will of God and our master is revealed,

then there will be no Crusaders or anyone else.

Because we can defeat any enemy at any moment

with divine support.

They will persecute us

and convince the people we are against religion,

that we're fighting the Abbasid caliphate and ignoring the Crusaders.

Either way, they will lie about us.

What's important is your heart, Barzak.

Your heart should be certain you're in the right.

What differs a Crusader and the rulers of Baghdad and Isfahan who infidel us?

Nothing at all.

The problem is, the French Crusaders,

have asked more than once,

to pass by the Alamut castle peacefully with their troops.

So what?

They pay gold,

they pass.

So that's the only condition?

We charge them a tribute as per God’s law.

And whoever is late in their payment,

there's no preventing one of our fighters killing one of their leaders.

After that, they won't delay in paying the tribute again, I assume.

May God honor our master.

Some people give their whole lives to find themselves.

And some fears

to pay the price.

And lives and dies without knowing himself.

And Sheikh Ghazali...

spent 11 years

until he knew himself.

And who is the true Ghazali, our master?

Ghazali the jurist, the knowledgeable teacher

who used to teach in Isfahan?

Or the Ghazali who sits before us

a Sufi and calm?

We are pleased with God's conditions for us.

The summary of my journey,

I deserted the love of Salma and Layla in a far palce

I returned to my first home accompanied

I spun for them delicate yarn

delicate

but found no fabric for my spinning

I broke my spindle

Omar Khayyam!

Welcome!

The days and nights have passed, and your place in my heart is still the same.

What have the days done to you, Omar?

Played with me as a stick plays with a ball.

Okay, we will leave, master.

Oh my son!

Welcome, the honorable scholar and exquisite poet Omar Khayyam.

Open your chest and your heart to him.

Master, he's a poet who speaks blasphemy.

I swear, son, once upon a time

in front of great scholars, your Sheikh Ghazali cleared me of such an accusation.

I cleared him a long time ago with logic and faith.

But after my journey...

no one knows who is higher in the sight of our Lord.

I was just checking on your return and to meet this creature full of tenderness.

Because he gives me hope that the Creator's mercy is greater and supreme

and that is enough for me.

Excuse me.

Where are you going?

Where does the ball go when hit with a stick!

To the world, master.

I fight it and it fights me.

Pray for me.

May God enlighten your heart and insight from any darkness.

Sit down, my son, sit down.

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful, and with His help,

we seek assistance, and prayer and peace

be upon the most honorable of messengers.

We start our lesson today.

Here they are!

We repeat our request for our caravans to pass safely.

And we've informed you before that passing has a price.

It's clear that they are not appreciating the situation.

And the price asked is excessive.

If we value ourselves properly

the price would be nothing less than the king's throne.

Okay.

I will deliver the message as it is, but be aware.

We can pass at any time without permission.

My soul is a sacrifice to the holder of the paradise's key.

I want you to focus on your studies and knowledge more.

Memorize, read, and fast more.

I do that, and I've read many books.

You need to start reading selected and specific books.

The time for reading everything is over.

You should start reading books that benefit Hassan Al-Sabbah's son.

And prepare yourself for the position that suits you.

Set a specific time every day

to sit with Zaid Ibn Sihon.

He will teach you and guide you to useful books.

And another time to sit with Barzak Amide.

He will teach you other arts of warfare and so forth.

Understood.

And at the end of each week, you sit with me to review what you learnt.

And I will tell you poems.

Poems?

I didn't expect you to like poetry!

My son, my friend is Omar Khayyam.

Come on, Barzak.

Know, Hadi, that there is no life without knowledge.

What is the destiny of death?

And what is paradise?

A man is composed of the physical and spiritual world.

The physical, the body, is formed of four

humors: Yellow, black, blood, and mucus.

At death, the four humors return to their superior nature.

As for our spiritual part, it purifies by

worshiping and avoiding desires and lusts.

And the soul returns to its original home, which they call paradise.

But regarding the story of Adam and Eve in paradise.

The story of Adam and Eve is a symbolic story.

To know that we were created in the best form.

Then we sinned and repented.

Then we were purified and died.

And we returned to the ideal world

which is paradise.

Paradise.

The one I'm most sad about in this castle is you, Hadi.

Why?

Youth is the age of adventure and madness

and you're imprisoned with us here.

It's fate...

and surely someday, I will have a life outside the castle.

Imagination is the prisoner's sustenance.

And since I'm a prisoner like you...

I always escape to imagination.

Imagination?

So, will I stay here all my life?

All of us.

The castle is Hassan Al Sabbah's throne and the grave of his followers.

Yes, but I am his son.

I will be his successor.

So what?

If being a king over the dead brings you joy, then you are great.

Who are the dead?

All of us.

That's why fantasy is the escape.

And how do you escape to fantasy?

No.

No.

That's the secret of Zaid Ibn Sihon.

And to tell you a secret, I must make you pledge an oath.

So the secret remains a secret.

A man's word is a pledge.

And I believe you.

I believe you, Hadi.

And this is the door from which I escape to the world of fantasy.

Wine?

Wine is prohibited religiously!

That's in the mortal world.

But in heaven, there is wine, virgins, and everything.

By drinking this,

you can enter the world of fantasy.

Master, wine is prohibited!

Why say wine?

Let's call it the juice of paradise.

My father would kill me if he finds out

and he'd kill you!

Your father denied me the plant of paradise.

So all I had was to escape to the juice of paradise.

Here...

we forget Hassan Al-Sabbah and his castle.

And escape with Zaid Ibn Sihon to the world of fantasy.

The time has come for us to end their existence.

We'll start with the closest.

The castle on top of Isfahan, where Bin Al Hafez is.

The castle was built by your great father, Malik-Shah, on the hill.

Before it was taken over by the Esoteric, Bin Al Hafez.

That's why I'll start with it.

We will destroy one castle after another.

Until we reach their biggest devil's castle, Bin Al-Sabbah.

God's victory to our Sultan!

Find out where they get food and drinks from and cut them off,

Until hunger and thirst dominate them

and our soldiers surround them with death.

Yes, my lord!

I will be with you in the siege.

We received from our sources that the arrogant Seljuk Sultan

has decided to attack Bin Al Hafez's castle near Isfahan.

He's also burnt the crops that used to supply them

and starved them.

Here, we will act with all our might, Barzak.

Defending the believers everywhere

is what we will be asked about before our God and our Lord.

And I myself

will choose those who will rescue our brothers.

Increase the preaching day and night among young people.

Open the books, read, and teach them

that our belief is the truth

and the path of true guidance.

Now please leave me alone, it's time for me to talk to the heavens.

I asked her for a kiss

and I got one

After steadfast refusal and sheer exhaustion

I said, oh tormentor of mine

My lord Al-Hadi!

Why do you look so exhausted?

Because I was just in the world of fantasy.

Every time, you pass by Zaid Ibn Sihon and not me.

Why?

Because he has the juice of paradise that takes me to the world of fantasy.

But you are always scowling, gruff and never take me to paradise.

- Come with me. - No, leave me. I'm fine.

- Come with me. - Leave me!

Stay away from me!

Stay away from me!

Have you lost your mind!

You throw water on Al-Hadi bin Hassan Al-Sabbah!

If he saw you like this, he wouldn't throw water on him.

- He'd carry out punishment. - Why? What did I do?

Because you're drunk.

He wouldn't spare you the lashes.

He won't lash his son!

Hassan Al-Sabbah killed his son.

Your brother!

I'm not drunk! You're a liar.

I'm a liar.

But I still won't let you be a drunk.

I'm not drunk!

So, let's go to our lord and he will judge.

No please don't do that.

I don't promise!

But I promise you, I will defend you in every way.

No, don't tell him.

Zaid did this!

Yes.

I promised him to keep it a secret.

Go back to your bed.

- You won't tell my father? - Go back to your bed!

Drunk?

My son, Al-Hadi, is drunk?

Zaid Ibn Sihon intoxicated him?

Yes, my lord.

Keep Zaid in the dark about this.

But please don't be harsh on Al-Hadi.

And why the harshness?

Harshness is always the last resort.

I sent him to Zaid to teach him knowledge, and he gave him wine.

How then can I punish Al-Hadi?

And what about Zaid Ibn Sihon?

Let him enjoy and play in the gardens of Hassan Al-Sabbah's tests.

And prepare for the journey of jihad

with Yahia.

Excuse me, my lord.

Execute the order.

Commander Yahia!

May I ask a question?

As you are one of the oldest mujahideen in the castle.

We miss the jihad.

When do the chosen ones go for jihad?

When our lord permits it.

Do we enjoy before going out for jihad

or after we enter the castle directly?

Are you longing for jihad or for enjoyment?

We just took a long time training.

Believers in Alamut Castle do not ask.

Did you take a long time when you entered the castle?

I apologize, our Commander Yahia, my friend didn't mean.

There are no friends here.

Believers here surrender their souls

and be fully prepared...

for our lord's permission.

Continue what you were doing.

I did not see you last week.

I was busy with my lessons.

Nothing should be more important than me.

Sure!

What lessons kept you away from your father?

A lot!

Jurisprudence, Prophetic traditions,

sharia, and spiritual sciences.

Spiritual sciences!

Beautiful!

Teach me then.

You know everything.

Who said?

We all learn.

First, come give your dad a hug

because he missed you a lot.

Your smell is peculiar.

If you weren't my son, I would say your smell is like wine.

Wine!

God forbid!

I can't imagine that you know what wine is

not drinking it!

If a man loses faith, he loses his honor.

Strong faith

creates a strong man.

And faith needs intelligence, wisdom, and caution with people.

All people, even myself.

Be careful from me.

You should always try to be faithful, strong, and honorable.

Excuse me, my master!

Take it easy!

Hassan Al-Sabbah is on the way to us.

News about the Seljuk army

said it's huge.

The supplies of food and drink that are between us and Isfahan have been cut off.

There are still some secret passages

from which we can get some supplies

and there's storage.

Regardless the supplies

there's faith, my lord.

Faith!

Yes.

But faith

needs good planning.

Listen!

I want that as soon as the Seljuk army arrives

the messages between us do not get cut off.

Constantly

sent requests, messages, and bargains.

As long as messages are increased

the siege period will be prolong

and this leads to alternatives and solutions.

When God grants us victory

I want the fate of Bin Al-Hafez to be terrifying

to shake the owner of the Alamut Castle.

This vile keeps sending messages and requests.

What kind of requests?

A promise to surrender.

If we agree to a truce for a week.

A truce!

- There will be no truce. - My lord!

It's just a truce!

This is after your approval of course.

If we could defeat them

and achieve withdrawal without war

and without any of our soldiers getting hurt

- it would be better. - I want you to beware of his deception.

And his ambiguous words.

And if there is a trick,

I don’t mind if we lose any number of soldiers

to reclaim the castle.

Sure, my lord!

But this should be the last resort.

We are the strongest

and waiting is not in our favor.

So, we'll wait.

What if my patience runs out?

Before your patience runs out.

The body of Bin Al-Hafez will be stuffed with straw

and be burnt in the largest squares of Isfahan.

And his ashes will be fed to every follower of his

before he's killed.

I have chosen you for a different mission, Yahia.

You're a knight!

And a knight does not execute an ordinary mission,

but is sent on a mission that fits his knighthood.

You'll be at the head of a group of the guerrillas to save our faithful brothers

in Bin Al-Hafez's castle.

If you return victorious,

you'll have a great honor.

And if you get martyred, you'll have a greater honor.

Sure, my master!

You will have ten believers with you

under the leadership of our beloved,

Zaid Ibn Sihon.

Sure, my master!

Excuse me, my master, Zaid.

Why are you doing this?

You send me on a mission with someone whom I have to take revenge?

He won't touch a hair on your head.

Want to get rid of me?

I am bigger than to plan a trick to kill you, Zaid.

Okay, what's your goal?

None of your business.

Either you follow the order

or declare your disobedience to me now.

And if I refused?

That's your right.

I obey you, my master.