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Hassan killed his son, Hussein.

For the dawah and faith in the man of justice.

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

So Al-Hadi will be the only successor.

Al-Hadi grew up and it's time to be educated and trained.

At the hands of the greatest preachers,

Zaid Ibn Sihon.

Wine?

But Zaid taught him his way to drink wine.

You can indulge in a world of fantasy.

Here.

We forget Hassan Al-Sabbah and his castle.

The son of Hassan Al-Sabbah drank wine.

And Hassan Al-Sabbah decided to avenge the one who did this.

Zaid Ibn Sihon.

Let him frolic and play in Hassan Al-Sabbah's test gardens.

And prepare for the journey of jihad

with Yahia.

And there is no revenge

better than him sending Zaid with his enemy Yahia on a dangerous journey.

To support Bin Al-Hafiz in his castle.

A journey to death.

EPISODE 22: THE CHOSEN GROUP

I don't think the time of my death has come yet.

And I don't think your heart will be happy if I die.

I still have the ability to forgive you.

Next time it'll be in your heart.

If I knew my death was in your hands, I'd be happy.

But I know, I'm not going to die like this.

Even if I can't manage to kill you.

I'll expose you.

I'll expose you to the whole world.

And say you killed my son.

You killed my son, Hussein!

You have tried to kill me several times before.

And I still love you.

All that remains of my life, I devote it to hurting you, Hassan.

I'll pray for your peace and guidance.

Pray for yourself.

Pray a lot.

Because God will not answer you.

Because he is just and you are unjust!

Love is the oppressor.

That's what still makes me unable to get my rights from you justly.

Your command, my lady.

You called for me.

Juriah and Nourhan must die.

My lady, you command.

And their fate will be like Kdejar and Naz.

Our lord refused to kill Yahia and Nourhan.

But if Nourhan,

goes out alone...

the guards would kill her without orders.

And what will make her go out?

If she knew her lover is going to die.

Alinar gave the order to kill your lover.

What did she tell you?

- Alinar will kill Yahia. - What?

Where are you going?

I'm going to kill Alinar.

Musa!

Get behind me with two chosen ones.

Let Yahia lead the way.

I'm behind you, Yahia.

Our master's orders.

There's no closeness anymore.

I need another place to sleep.

I'll sleep somewhere else.

Do you know, Hassan, why I despise you and wish for your death?

Because you are a liar.

And I was the one who believed you the most.

I believed you when you said you love me.

I believed you when I married you.

I said this is my husband, my man, the father of my children.

I believed you when you dreamed your dangerous dream.

And said this is Hassan.

The one who seeks the truth.

The one who doesn't want the world or fame or power.

Nor to become a power holder like his friend, the Nizam Al-Mulk.

Nor to become a famous poet like Omar Khayyam.

Hassan wants the truth.

And he wants God's satisfaction and our Master the Imam.

I traveled with you and carried our children from one country to another.

Because I follow a great man.

A believer.

Who saw misery for his faith.

Who paid a price that no one else could pay.

I was imprisoned.

I escaped death once, twice, and ten times.

And with one word...

I could've lived a more comfortable life.

And you were my partner in the journey and witnessed it.

I believed you.

And followed you until I found out who you really are.

You crave power more than the Nizam Al-Mulk.

He wanted earthly power.

But you wanted power over people.

In world and religion.

You wanted fame and immortality more than Omar Khayyam.

And you don't love Doniazad.

Nor do you love your children.

You love your insane self.

Which was not moved by faith. No!

It was moved by the devil.

Which tells you, you're Hassan Al-Sabbah.

The great preacher.

The owner of the key to heaven, the Imam's beloved one.

And sometimes he tells you,

You are the Imam.

You are the Mahdi.

It might even tell you that you are God!

May God forgive you.

And I forgive you too.

You are an illusion.

You are not a god.

You are a walking lie.

And I hate illusions.

And I despise lies.

Do you know why I hate you now?

Your words are the hardest attempt to kill me.

Because they reveal you don't know me.

You want me to believe you?

Only if you do two things.

I would do anything to calm you down.

First, you should repent.

Repent to God from yourself.

And tell everyone that you were wrong when you killed my son.

And that you killed him for yourself.

To prove that you're more important...

than them and others.

See!

You won't be able to.

And the second request?

Tell me where my son's grave is.

Which mountain did you bury him in?

And which hole?

Or you didn't ask?

The Imam Hassan Al-Sabbah!

His business is more important and bigger than knowing where his son's grave is!

Enough.

Tell me where it is.

I want to go and sit next to his grave...

and cry.

And pray for God to curse you until he and I rest!

Enough.

Please don't distance yourself.

Your attempt to kill me is lighter to me than our distance.

There is no more closeness.

And I will never stop trying to kill you.

But the next time,

with planning and intelligence, Hassan.

Let the horses rest a bit then we'll move.

It's gonna be a big group...

Why did you come in without permission?

- Checking if our master needs anything. - No, I don't need anything.

Anyway, I'm around all the time.

Our master.

Shall I let our master rest a bit?

No, stay.

Who are you?

How rude to enter the room of the Sheikh of the Mountain

and break his wife's space?

You are the devil's wife.

Are you a girl?

Did Hassan send you to kill me?

No.

But I'm supposed to kill someone else.

But destiny brought me here to kill you and take revenge on your husband.

If you're going to do that, do it in the worst way.

So mercy doesn't befall me.

I was the devil's wife...

his partner on this journey

and his support.

I wished you could get what you want and take revenge on him through me.

But Hassan was quicker.

He killed me the day he took my son from my hands.

Your husband kidnapped me and wants to kill my lover.

What's your story?

What!

Who is responsible for the girl's escape?

Now you're telling me that she's with Doniazad!

And that you can't handle it!

It was your mistake from the beginning!

I was sure she would do this.

I was certain she would risk her life even if death was her fate.

That's why I increased her guards.

How?

How did she manage to deceive them and escape? I don't know!

You've put us in a predicament and its consequences will harm everyone.

Me!

Me, Sir!

Who is this, mom?

She's a victim of your father's oppression.

Just like the two of us.

How can I reach Yahia?

If Yahia is really as you say...

This means he is not one of Hassan's followers.

And entered the castle with a purpose.

But what I know about the castle's Sheikh is that he reads people's faces.

He knows what's going on in their hearts without them saying a word.

How could he not know till now that Yehia is his enemy?

No, he surely knows.

But Hassan likes to test.

And he surely sees something in him that he wants.

And how can I save him?

You have to escape.

If Yehia's aim is to save you...

...your escape is his salvation.

Nourhan is with Doniazad and Khadija!

Big mistake from Alinar.

Let her stay with Donia.

We do not need the girl until her lover returns from his journey.

If he returns alive.

At that point, we'll have a nice story with them both.

And we'll get to know more about Yehia through his lover.

Alinar must be punished.

What punishment?

The biggest she will ever face in her life.

We'll marry her to Zaid Ibn Sihon.

Musa!

Move on to the Kirkuk castle.

Sa'ed!

So, it's the end of Bin Al Hafiz.

It's as if I'm witnessing the world's destruction, Sahban.

What can I say!

As long as we're alive and we eat and drink, there is no destruction.

Destruction comes from this.

Eating, drinking, and life...

are qualities enjoyed by every animal, Sahban.

An animal, Sahban!

Alright.

But just so you know

a comfortable and content animal...

is better than a gloomy and anxious human.

Anxiety is the human trait.

Without it, man wouldn't've become a master of the earth.

My reign over the spa is enough for me!

You're lucky to be at peace.

Just look around

no one is troubled as you are.

Well then, try to think logically and behold the wonder.

What wonder?

An Abbasid Caliphate, with a Caliph only by name.

And the Seljuk Sultan is the one who protects him.

And the Sultan himself...

is a Sultan over a crumbling sultanate.

Surrounded by its enemies on all sides.

Having once been the strongest Sultante on earth.

Factions ruling over cities and catels.

And another Caliphate in the West

and little states.

Crusaders' attacks and the Almoravid state...

What divided the world like this?

How could it divide people into sects and nations?

Despite monotheism being the original principle.

You are the reason for the ruin, Omar.

And who are we?

People of thought.

Reason and thought are the cause of the ruins.

Each of you has an idea in his head

and follows it leading to fanatics

spreading ruin across the world.

Reason and thought are humanity's advantage!

They give the power to change everything.

Nonsense words.

I'm a simple man.

And many people are like me.

None of us ever think of ideas

that create all these problems.

But you want to rule us by reason

and we're following you like sheep.

Waiting for someone to win so we can live and eat.

Reason is the door that leads to a better life.

Well then, what is the reason for the ruin?

Every mind not guarded by a sound nature

leads to ruin.

Reason without nature...

is a devil walking on earth.

And nature without reason is Sahban.

Anyone can guide him

as long as he feeds and drinks him.

Reason and nature!

So how do they come together?

By what connects them being light, not fire.

When the light

connects reason with sound nature.

Great civilizations are born.

And when fire unites them

a strong nation is born at first.

But then its fire makes it eat itself.

Then that's it...

there's neither growth nor ruin.

Such is life.

That's her nature.

Light and Fire.

Oh!

It seems, masseur, with one sentence

you can answer the dilemma of Khayyam.

How?

Drink Sahban, drink.

I swear, I'm afraid

after all the knowledge you are preoccupied with

your name might be written on a wine bottle.

God bless your return, our master.

I don't understand their delay in responding to our requests.

Is it a sign of salvation or a sign of ruin?

They allowed very little food and drink.

Anyway, waiting means we are still alive.

Because a direct confrontation is not in our favor.

Until when?

How long do we wait?

If master orders a fight, we are ready.

What fight?

Fighting means the end of all of us.

Fighting is the noblest solution.

Not always...

Yahia.

Not always, Yahia.

If you are in a position of weakness,

it is honorable to preserve your life.

I think we should resort to the weapon that never fails.

A message indicating that we rely on religion.

Religion!

Yes.

The secret of the war is that they see us on a false doctrine,

and we also see them the same way.

Then let's resort to arbitration.

They send scholars to enter the castle and discuss details and branches.

If we are convinced that they are right, there is no war or siege.

And if they are convinced that we are right,

there will be no war or siege.

But the doctrine is not achieved through debate or discussion.

Time.

We need to buy more time.

And debates and discussions never end.

Every argument has a counter-argument.

We are masters of discussion and dialogue.

- They won't agree. - They will!

Because the proposal is sensitive.

People trapped in a castle are pleading for religion, law, and knowledge.

We hold them accountable on judgment day,

that we offered a discussion with reason.

Before they bear the guilt of innocent people who desire the real faith.

But it depends on the intelligence of the message.

Write after me.

From the Bin Al-Hafiz to the Sultan of the Muslims.

When we used to worship one God,

And follow the guidance of one prophet,

may God's peace be upon him and his family.

May God's blessings and peace be upon him.

For we hope that before blood is shed,

and before someone carries the burden of killing a Muslim on judgment day.

A sin that can only be punished with hellfire.

We appeal to you with our religion's honor

to save our blood and your blood.

And we entrust ourselves to God's law and religion.

We ask you to send the scholars

and religious jurists you choose to the castle.

To debate our scholars in principle and in detail.

If your scholars have the upper hand in

religion and law, we will be on your side.

And our castle will become a castle among those of our sultan.

And if our scholars have the upper hand in

religion and law, you will be on our side.

And we will accept you as brothers in religion, creed, and school of thought.

And God is a witness over us and you.

And here we are, extending our hand to you,

making God a judge between us and you.

Peace be upon our great sultan, and God's mercy and blessings.

I am the messenger of my lord, Bin Al-Hafiz.

And I bring a message.

Then what about this devil!

Why not? We have the greatest scholars.

Are we coming to finish them or to have debates?

Our Sultan has a historic offer.

But, my lord.

Maybe he will be the first Sultan

able to eradicate their misled ideas.

And his name will be written in history.

"That the great Seljuk Sultan

defeated them without bloodshed."

And his scholars defeated the false idea.

And the response to them will be conditional.

That this debate,

should be written down detail by detail.

To be a historical document.

Assemble three of our best scholars.

That you trust their knowledge.

Orders of our Sultan.

We ask the esotericists about their denial of heaven, hell, and resurrection.

For every apparent there's a hidden.

Which can only be understood by the infallible Imam.

Who is the one who informed us of this.

So we're back to the same dilemma.

Who is the infallible Imam?

And who told you that the apparent words have a hidden meaning?

Seven damned nights of debate and discussion.

And in the end, the victorious are defeated.

They don't debate.

They derive a smaller detail from each detail,

and incomprehensible twists and turns of words.

Sometimes they cry.

And sometimes they throw their turbans.

And for every argument that has no answer,

they resort to fictional stories and quote them.

All our words are lies.

And all their words are truth from their perspective.

This is not a debate.

This is a sinister maze with no beginning or end.

Leave in peace, our master.

My patience has run out.

It's time to eradicate them, my lord.

I thought for a moment you had empathy for them.

- There is a bond between you and them. - God forbid!

All I wanted was for our master's army to win without war.

The life of one of our soldiers

is worth more than all of them.

But now...

we can't wait for them a day or a night.

Especially after I've found out that the delay,

was intentional.

The goal was to buy time.

To communicate with their followers in Isfahan itself,

and the surrounding cities.

And they have started to move?

Just because I discovered their plan late,

does not mean I was late in my response.

There is no follower of them who left their house but to prison

or to death.