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 Muezzin’s son,
You must slaughter him.
In the darkness,
Hassan is ruling the biggest state on Earth.
Yahya!
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, Berzek.
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?
Doniazad.
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 Doniazad.
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.
And 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.
So, 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.
Khadijah.
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 Doniazad.
Okay, could you make Hassan Al-Sabbah feel happiness
- and hold you in his arms? - No!
Yahya Bin Said the Muezzin.
Kills a guard of the minister's soldiers.
Isn't that a great audacity from you, Yahya?
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.
And 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, Yahya.
You are going back to prison.
Until your trial for the crime of killing a soldier from the Sultanate.
And 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 the Muezzin.
Smart question, Hadi, from Barzak Amide.
Why do you think we didn't assign the minister to kill the Seljuk 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 Yahya Bin Said the Muezzin...
He's just a young man who entered our castle and knows its ins and outs.
And the revenge for his parents will remain within him as long as he is alive.
And 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, my master
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.
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 and wait 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...
Can be crushed with 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 ss 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.
And 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.
So, 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, master.
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.
Him! He's the one who threw the food to the cat.
He threw the food.
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 or any danger 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 the 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.
Yahya bin Sa'eed bin Awfa
who betrayed the army and the Sultan.
People of Isfahan,
Today is the execution of the traitor esoteric
Yahya 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.