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Hassan Al-Sabbah has
could with his might and power.

Your austerity and sincerity
have reached us, Siraj.

To make one of his hidden
soldiers in the palaces of Isfahan.

In the court of my Sultan.

Become the state minister.

I want you as a hidden soldier.

So the moment I issue
my commands to you

he finds himself alone,
unarmed and bare.

The controller and the
forbidding commander.

But I've always been
serving of the Seljuk army.

And your service is over.

Go back home.

As for the Muazzin’s son,

You must slaughter him.

In the darkness,

Hassan is ruling the
biggest state on Earth.

Yahia!

Through the minister who's controlling
the armies, the treasury, and everything.

And you will have more
gifts than you can imagine.

I want a huge turmoil.

Hassan spent many years attempting
and preparing to reach the goal.

Sirajuddin, the loyal minister, the
honest believer of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Became the state minister.

EPISODE 28: WITH NO MERCY

The situation was heated.

And the believers managed to
turn Isfahan into streets of sorrow.

But it was reported later that
things reduced significantly.

Sultan Berkyaruq's madness
made him respond brutally, Barzak.

No, my master.

A woman.

A woman!

She gathers the women
around her and keeps

keeps spreading lies about us
and our master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

She leaves no flaw or defect

except she accused you of it.

And her words
are for our enemies

they are for the women
among our followers.

Unfortunately,

she managed to
influence them significantly.

Who?

Donia Zad.

The matter is for
Allah before and after.

What would be the reaction
towards a devil who slanders us?

Or makes people doubt,
their faith in us, Barzak.

The murder, my master.

God forbid.

Are we going to
kill women, Barzak!

Can we send a
man to kill a woman,

even if she is an
infidel or an enemy!

But like there are loyal men
who sacrifice their lives for us,

there are women also.

A faithful woman from,
our followers in Isfahan.

Shall end this matter.

And Khadija, my
daughter, shall return to me.

Our master!

She is your wife!

And my mother!

"Indeed, among your spouses and your
children are enemies, so beware of them."

God speaks the truth.

May God magnify your
reward, Hadi, about your mother.

You must know the truth
and bring it to your homes.

Tell your children and spouses.

Hassan Al-Sabbah is misguided.

And he's not like they believe.

Al-Sabbah killed his son.

And he's pushed youth
to death for a mad idea.

And he falsely
claims things he is not.

Protect your lives and the lives
of your children and spouses.

Don't believe his
messages or illusions.

Imam Nizar was murdered.

And there is no connection or
inspiration between him and Al-Sabbah.

Review your faith

and remember your real Imams.

And tell every household

that Al-Sabbah

is an illusion.

Al-Sabbah is a killer.

Al-Sabbah is the devil
sending your children

to Hell and delusion,
not to Heaven.

And every day you will
hear from me something new.

About his lies,
illusions, and madness.

And as long as I
have breath in my life.

I dedicate it to reveal the
truth about the mad killer.

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Fear God, liar.

Mother!

My soul is dedicated to
the keyholder of Heaven.

Mother!

Khadija!

Mother!

- Mother!
- Khadija!

Mother!

Khadija!

Write.

Our master, Hassan bin Ali bin
Muhammad Al-Sabbah was born.

In the city of Rayy.

To honourable parents.

And he was raised with piety
and love for the righteous family.

And since his childhood,
he has had miraculous acts

and amazing stances.

Cheer up, our master.

May God magnify your
reward in Donia Zad.

And Khadija?

She's on her way
to Alamut Castle.

Continue to write the book.

Prepare to write about the first
miraculous acts of our master.

There is no knowledge or poetry
or anything without imagination.

Imagination is the bridge
that connects us to eternity.

We started the conversation
that hurts my brain.

With imagination

you can go to Heaven

and you can go to Hell.

And you can enter the grave
and travel from place to place

and from time to time.

What connects knowledge
and imagination?

Astronomy, is a
son of imagination.

And Algebra, is a
son of imagination.

Once, those with imagination
were considered mad.

Even though madness is the
mind's share of imagination.

And the mind?

Serving the imagination.

And any mind that
limits imagination

is a deficient mind.

What's differs
imagination from illusion?

Imagination is illusion!

An illusion is a
sick imagination.

It takes you away from yourself,
making you feel despair and boredom.

The illusion...

makes you imagine the cheapest
of impossibilities and desire it.

Are there cheap and expensive

when it comes
to impossibilities?

Surely.

Every impossible that gets you to a
higher, more complete, and wider place

is an expensive impossibility.

And every impossible that
leads you to dirty dreams

is a cheap impossibility.

I would understand more
if you gave an example.

Like, for example, you try
to control people's money

and their place and status

by controlling their
souls with magic and jinn.

This is cheap imagination.

It leads to disease
and depression

and frustration.

I dream of a way

that can transport
me to distant planets.

I walk on them with my feet

and observe all their
views with my eyes.

Madness seek refuge
from you people.

Don't you hear
what you're saying!

What planets do
you want to walk on?

What's wrong with
the Earth to leave it?

I dream like you too.

I dream of how I can convey all
my thoughts and dreams to you.

So, if Omar Khayyam died now...

everything about Omar
Khayyam's imagination...

would be in your heart, mind

and soul.

Khadija.

Are you afraid of me?

Yes.

I'm your loving father.

My mother...

my mother was
killed in front of me!

You are safe here.

Don't be afraid,
you are in Heaven.

My mother...

I want my mother.

I want Donia Zad.

Okay, could you make Hassan
Al-Sabbah feel happiness

- and hold you in his arms?
- No!

Yahia Bin Sa'eed Al-Muazzin.

Kills a guard of the
minister's soldiers.

Isn't that a great
audacity from you, Yahia?

That's not murder.

It's self-defense.

Self-defense, or the execution of a
scheme, assigned to you by Bin Al-Sabbah?

Me?

I was entering my home and he
attacked me with a treacherous dagger.

Meaning, I didn't go
to him, he came to me...

Commissioned by
someone to kill me.

He is supposed to get your
permission for his actions, isn't he?

You should find out who ordered
him to kill me and hold him accountable.

It seems that we were too quick
in releasing you from prison, Yahia.

You are going back to prison.

Until your trial for the crime of
killing a soldier from the Sultanate.

- This crime is punishable by death.
- I request to see the Sultan.

Our Sultan doesn't meet
anyone who kills his soldiers.

Why doesn't Sirajuddin
just kill the Sultan at once?

This is more important,
bigger and urgent

than killing the
son of Al-Muazzin.

Smart question, Hadi,
from Barzak Amide.

Why do you think we didn't
assign the minister to kill the Sultan?

Not sure, although killing the
Sultan is a serious occurrence.

Surely a serious occurrence!

But if we had tasked the
minister to kill the Sultan,

they would kill him eventually.

Then a Sultan will
come after him to avenge

and wage a campaign
on Alamut castle

and the story ends.

But the stronger and
more dangerous...

...is that the minister
controls the Sultan.

Making him like
a toy in his hands.

Then the one who controls the Sultan
will be a follower to Hassan Al-Sabbah.

And Alamut will be
ruling the Sultanate.

Which do you think
is more dangerous?

That the Sultan
follows our follower.

As for Yahia Bin
Sa'eed Al-Mazzin...

he's just a young man who entered
our castle and knows its ins and outs.

The revenge for his parents will
remain within him as long as he is alive.

His killing would merely
be the killing of a young man

which signifies nothing to
the authority or the Sultanate.

May God preserve
our inspired master.

This is not mind thinking

it is an inspiration,
almost a revelation.

So it is, Barzak.

We've started preparing Minister
Sirajuddin to rule the Sultanate...

at our command.

It's as if the Esoterics have
completely vanished from Isfahan.

I promised my Sultan.

And I've staked my neck...

to fulfil this promise.

The safety and security of
the Sultanate is in one scale

and my entire
life is in the other.

There are no esoteric
I haven't interrogated...

and tortured

until I've reached every piece
of information I need to know.

Are they numerous?

I...

I don't want to
worry you, my Lord.

But...

I have prevented more than twenty
assassination attempts on the Sultan.

Twenty!

Without the Sultan
even noticing.

I altered his movements.

So I could catch the murderer

before they do it and
in a blink of an eye.

How do they communicate?

Who's controlling them?

I beg the Sultan to excuse me
from answering this question.

Because the answer...

includes names...

that may anger you...

and even shock you.

Betrayers!

Even very close ones, my Lord.

Including blood relatives.

Not strange at all.

I want you to bring them
here, bound under my feet.

No, my Lord.

Not now at least.

Until we secure their threat.

Who are they?

If your highness insists...

This is serious.

Do you have evidence?

All the evidence are present
and documented, my Lord.

If...

If your highness wants me to show it
to you firsthand, I am ready to do so.

But...

but I believe it's
best to be cautious.

It's more important.

I request from your highness...

That you change your chamber...

at least every a week.

The hunting appointments...

and shooting.

All of these need
to change as well.

Anyway, I have recorded
all these in a complete plan

with all times.

You want me to be
patient after all I've read?

There's no waiting, my Lord.

But there is caution.

I need an opportunity to...

reach for the other
parties of the conspiracy.

I, my Lord...

with your permission...

I suspect those
who are closer...

and more dangerous.

Closer than this?

Greedy souls among
relatives is dangerous, my Lord.

Their evil...

could surpass the Esoterics'.

The Esoterics...

we can crush them
their castles tomorrow.

We can tear down Alamut
castle on the head of Al-Sabbah.

But our backs will be exposed.

Exposed, my Sultan.

For the enemies.

The traitors.

The relatives.

If...

if my lord would allow me.

My lord.

Please, my lord,
don't eat or drink...

from my your wife’s hands
for at least these two days.

My wife?

Just suspicion, my lord.

Just suspicion.

Still, there’s no proof.

But...

my love...

and my duty...

Oblige me

to warn you.

My lord.

The struggle for the
throne is dangerous.

It’s terrifying.

It destroys homes.

And it has displaced great
families in the sultanate.

Any mother, my lord

who cares about her son,

and his future,

possibly more than her
husband themselves.

I apologize to my lord.

I apologize.

Welcome back, Khadija.

I have made this toy for you.

It wasn't fitting for me
as an Imam to make a toy.

But you are Khadija.

And we only have each other.

Tomorrow my father might
kill you and I'll be all alone.

I don't know the future.

Maybe your father will kill
me, he killed the closest to him.

His eldest son.

His wife.

But you know what!

Even if that happens and he kills
me I won't be worried about you.

You know why?

Because you are the
strongest one here in the castle.

You're stronger than
Hassan Al-Sabbah himself.

Until I die,

we only have each other.

Does my father hate us?

No.

He loves us.

But he loves Hassan
Al-Sabbah more.

That's why...

we shouldn't be a hurdle
In Hassan Al-Sabbah's way.

Hadi!

Would you allow me a hug?

I don’t have the desire or
The strength to continue here.

I need to go to the city
Where my grave will be.

Neyshabur?

- Will you come with me?
- And the spa?

Are there no spas in Neyshabur?

Omar, please spare me.

Live with us here and when
you die, we’ll bury you anywhere.

Omar Khayyam did not choose
Where he was born or how he lived.

At least, I’d choose
where my grave is.

Well, to be honest...

I'm afraid to travel with you.

I only see trouble with you.

As you wish.

If you want to remain
friends, you're welcome.

If you want to part
ways, it's your right.

It'd be better...

...to be away from you.

But I love you, what can I do?

It's all in God's hands.

Indeed, a good friend
you are, masseur!

Now, look!

So for us to travel

with no deceits.

I want to confess something.

Confess what?

I told about you to the guard
who was with me in the spa

and told him the story of Hassan
Al-Sabbah's wife escaping to you.

Why'd you do that?

I don't know, it just came out.

I wanted a thrilling story...

...to tell the guard so he
becomes my customer.

I couldn't think
of anything else.

But I didn't mean to
hurt you at all, Omar.

I know.

A sensible enemy...

...is better than
an ignorant friend.

An ignorant friend
who loves you...

...is better than a scholar
who hates you, Omar.

I'm Sahban, the man with the
pure heart, forgive me, please!

Alright...

...I forgive you, Sahban.

Get ready to go to Neyshabur.

Right away! What
are we going to do?

I'm going to open a
school for young students.

Nice, youth means hope!

Optimism!

And build my grave.

Today the sultan will sleep in a
small room at the end of the palace...

...to save his soul.

Every day you hide
him in a different place.

And if they want him to sleep
on the roof of the palace, I'll do it.

The more his fear increases...

...the more I can control him.

As for the prisoners who can't
stand their cells, Your Highness...

...in exactly two days...

...they will be executed...

...to be spared the
distress they are in.

The idea that the sultan
sleeps on the roof of the palace

is very funny and strange.

But Your Highness
would never do that.

What will they do to me?

Where will they take me?

Tell me where we are going!

By God, I did nothing.

I did nothing.

By God, I did nothing.

What's my sin in all of this?

And what's your charge?

Suddenly, they arrested me...

and threw me here accusing me

of plotting to kill
our lord, the Sultan.

What's your job?

I'm the chef of the
Sultan's palace.

How could I do
something like this?

They told me that I was
planning to poison the Sultan.

They threw the food that I
was going to serve him to a cat

and it was poisoned and died.

I was standing in shock.

And here I am waiting
for my death sentence.

Minister Sirajuddin!

Yes, yes it’s him.

He's the one who
threw the food to the cat.

He threw...

I'm sure that it was fine. I
tasted it before I served it.

And you?

I am the Sultan's head servant

since the days of his father.

I am very sorry, my lord

but caution is also necessary.

From here, my lord, you can see

and monitor all the movements of
the Sultana as she meets the traitors.

The place here is safe.

Because all the expected places for
my master to sleep in have been exposed.

I know that you do
this to protect me, Siraj.

Above my Sultan's palace
I have prepared everything.

All the comforts are here.

All the drinks and all the
foods that my lord loves.

I prepared them...

and tasted them myself.

To ensure that there is no
poison that can hurt my master.

Also, I prepared a bed for my
master the Sultan with a soft pillow.

For your comfort, my master.

And I repeat my apology.

No need for apologies.

In a few days, my lord...

...all the names of those
involved in the betrayal...

will be in your hands.

My lord, if you want
me to be by your side...

and at your service
and entertain you...

and even postpone my
monitoring of the traitors...

I am at your command.

No, continue.

With your permission, my lord.

Thanks to God, it's completed.

Writing the biography of our master
and our Lord Hassan Al-Sabbah...

after the angels
dictated it in full...

to our master Al-Hadi
son of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Should I write this?

Yes.

That's what happened.

But you were the one
dictating to me, not angels.

That's apparent.

But in reality...

you asked me one night who is
our master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

And I remained quiet.

I left the papers next to
you and left without replying.

And when you woke
up to pray Fajr...

you found the book
next to you, written in full,

sealed with my seal.

After angels have filled it
while you were sleeping.

This is the story that
believers will repeat after me.

But that didn't happen.

I told you that's apparent.

But the truth and the secret...

...is what happened.

Holiness and awe are constructed
in the hearts of believers.

So that you remain a
respected figure in their minds.

And they are willing
to kill anyone...

...who contradicts
the story you told.

And the higher the status of
Hassan Al-Sabbah in their hearts is,

the higher and greater the status
of Al-Hadi bin Hassan Al-Sabbah is.

If you believe you're Holy,

everyone around you

will bow down.

And...

I don't know.

Is evil...

Is evil a sudden
occurrence in humans?

And he is born good and kind.

Then, hardships and
life tests drive him to evil.

So it starts with him
defending himself against evil.

Then he learns the arts
of evil and masters them...

...until he turns into a devil.

Or is good and evil both
inherent in human nature,

so goodness prevails
over one person,

and evil over another.

And if everything
was predestined,

then what can man do?

And if he has the choice,

then why to choose evil?

Which matter?

Which way out?

People of Isfahan!

Today is the execution
of the traitor esoteric.

Yahia bin Sa'eed bin Awfa

who betrayed the
army and the Sultan.

People of Isfahan!

Today is the execution
of the traitor esoteric.

Yahia bin Sa'eed bin Awfa.

This traitor,

sold his honor,

and his military allegiance.

He fought his own army,

his family,

and his people.

He fell victim to deviation.

He joined Hassan
Al-Sabbah and his aides.

Therefore,

an order was issued by my
Master, Sultan's Majesty...

to kill him.

You know I'm not a traitor.

Tell my son that fate has decreed
I won't die by my enemy's hand.

Praise be to God, I will die
here while seeing my loved ones.

Tell him I've taken your
grandfather's revenge, Sa'eed.

And the time will come...

where there is less oppression.

And less betrayal.

And greater faith.

And people's hearts
are more aware.

He'll take the entire nation's
revenge, from those who misled people.

- And from who unjustly killed his father.
- Carry out the order!

And if the murdered
has a last wish,

I wish to be killed standing.