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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?