The Fifth Secret (part one) A knight of Ilyin.. 1000 AD - 1250 AD

When I first entered the mole paradise, my body had nothing but a white silk gown on it. Grabbing me is a tall white king. Until they got away with my hand... It meant to go, satisfying soul. See for yourself what your Lord promised you. I looked around with fascination. At the first glance, I saw a river running. It's like a river of milk. I looked the other way. Nakheel with races in her best image is scattered on the ground in a real temptation... I read about these things. It's real. That's not a dream. I'm very conscious of what I see. I just feel like my brain is in a state of constant entertaining numbness. But I'm conscious. It smells great. You sneaked at me with no permission. I looked around. It's like it's the same atmosphere. The atmosphere I'm breathing.
"Heaven awaits you, prophet's relatives. Love me. Heaven there is only separating you from her, pushing her doors. Some kind of cheerful tone. I've never heard such a torment. I looked at the tone. There was something like a tree entrance. That tone is emanating from inside with other voices. There are people inside. It feels weird to be in the paradise of the mole and discover a new place that moves to explore it. What is inside of bliss is the level of the word paradise. Those words I say don't describe how I feel. But I'm trying to draw the meaning in my words. I came from that entrance with a feeling of a fresh tone pulling me from my neck.
"I swim with the first... We are sacred to the king of the other. Ilhan is a great old, not a first, not a third. It was the first time he tasted the meaning of the word happiness... My soul was happy. Ecstatic. You feel fun. Happiness and fun have increased doubly as I entered that place. My ears entered tunes her voice is now clear. And I've seen a lot of people I know. Brothers of the faith... I see them leaning on your couches and leaning next to them beautiful girls who are nicer than they are allowed to be. They play with them and laugh with them. Wear light-colored gowns, some red, some white. Two girls saw me coming into this bliss, and they quickly came up to me with the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. They extended their hands to me with femininity that I had never tasted before. He pulled me with grace to join the happy gathering.
"Kill the successor, even if you are killed... If you kill him, you enter heaven. If you are also killed, you will enter heaven "
Sit me on one of the couches. And then they kissed my hand in tenderness. Please tell me I don't dream. If I don't dream, tell me I didn't get drunk. If I didn't get drunk, explain why I feel like my brain is high. I didn't know heaven was bliss even for the brain. And the brain bliss her high... That great uplift that I tasted for the first time in the world the Sheikh of the Mountain... The greatest front... "Al-Hassan al-Sabah."
And here I saw him enter this beautiful collection himself... The Great Front himself... Oh, this guy's prestige. I remember that young man who was ordered by the Greater Imam to stand on the wall of Alamut Castle and throw himself... The young man immediately went up and threw himself from the castle wall to the crushing whim overlooked by the mouths. The front had ordered him to see one of the Crusaders who visited him in his castle and how his followers would save him even at the expense of their lives. This young man must be frolicking in one-quarter of a mole's paradise right now. That crusader didn't understand why we were ready to kill ourselves in a good spirit. He saw what I see now to understand.
He told us the greatest imam, supporters of God... All this bliss you enjoy is the lowest degree of bliss that your Lord promised you. Only martyrs will receive Elayin's degrees. And I came to you today to offer you one of the great opportunities to have it. Testimony, believers. Who wants to testify?
We all stood up. We all wanted to be the chosen ones. If this bliss is so wonderful, how is it higher than it? And lucky for me... Pick me ahead this time.
It was one of the opportunities he gave to those of us every once in a while. To come down from heaven to the world's life to end an evil of its great evils. Either we kill one of the Abbas successors who are in fact God's enemies and messengers as we learned. Or we kill one of the crusaders who are God's enemies and messengers as well. Or maybe we kill one of the scientists who broadcasts poisoned ideas into people's minds. But this time it wasn't the job to kill... It was a very simple task. I should have sent a letter to King Amori of Jerusalem. How lucky I am. I love our mother who sent us our Lord to take our hands to the way of truth. We have the right to have an imam as every prophet's people had before. We have the right to have an infallible imam cost by God... He commands, ends, legislates, and teaches us in God's name.
It was a very long way to go, actually. I was running with my original Arabic horse towards Jerusalem and in front me about a month to get to it. And the stars over my head lead me down the road. And many dangers come to my memory and spirit... Thoughts make me proud. I remembered growing up in the great castle of Alamut. How I was a little lost, lean orphan who came from the middle of the darkness of the night and picked me up and housed me in his castle. We live in his castle. Me and so many homeless kids... He sheltered us. It gave us more than that.
We've been taught everything since we were little kids. He taught us knighthoods, fencing, riding, and fighting with bare hands, daggers, and spears. He taught us to shoot with an arrow, dagger, and spear. He taught us masculinity, endurance, patience, and speed of intuition in combat. Teach us sincerity. He taught us the Shia religion. Shia Ali. We were taught to be without feelings regarding the enemies of religion. The successors of Bnei al-Abbas and those of them.
The front was feeding us and watering us the finest restaurant and drink. And the most beautiful thing we watered was a scent drink. A drink that makes us rise to our minds above human minds. A drink that grows our intelligence, perception, and memory. I remembered the drink, and I extended my hand in my bag and took it out, and I drank it until I turned my brain. I was proud. I have become a loyal strong fighter; The front made me the strongest thing in the world. I wanted to be the strongest thing afterward. And he brought me forward to that, and I entered heaven. And I had a great story to go into. Let me tell to you to take advantage of this time.
About three years ago. In a village near Nahund... I've been following the Sultan's parade very carefully since he set off. A Minister of the Abbasid State named "Nizam Molk." Seljuqs of Saljqa were allowed by the successors of Bani al-Abbas to assume governorship positions in the country. This was my goal. This man impeded the progress of our Nazareth State and disrupted its lofty goals of breaking down the Abbasid caliphate. Suddenly the procession stopped. And I saw my goal come down his horse. Then they all came down from their fortification.
People gathered around the Molk's Nezamam and he would talk to them about something and hear it very carefully. My long-awaited chance seems to have finally come. If I don't do it now, I'll wait a long time before I can. I hid my horse and took off my cloak, which covered Malbsy with my head. My clothes under the cloak were a poor man's. I wiped dirt on my hair and made it dirty. Then I felt the hidden dagger under my robe and came close to taking a beer.
She was killed here, gentlemen, in this village. Blessed is the one who was here. And to those who have caught up with them wherever they are in heaven.
This snake minister... What does he know about heaven until he talks about it? And these idiots listen to him like he's a prophet. I went straight to this snake minister and made the suit and the painkiller and I told him: - Sir... It looks good and good. Give me what your good self is. Please, sir.
They said, "Don't give him anything, sir." Sounds like a good-health fraud.

• I'll give it. The Messenger of Allah said, "Give the poor one if he comes on a horse." Isa bin Mariam Ali Al Salam was told: "The poor person has a right and if I go on a horse decorated with silver,"
  He kept talking and looking at them until he was silenced by a powerful stab wound from a dagger. I shut up and he looked at me. And then some people got caught up in the minister's death and some got their swords out to cut my head off. But a word from the Minister stopped them before he died: - Don't kill my killer, I forgave him.
  I didn't wait for a moment. My tail and dorm turned in a moment into a brilliant wrap and quick start, I was sure they weren't her managers, and if they were careful... I remembered this incident and I remembered my return to Alamut Castle, after which I rejoiced at the infallible front of Al Hasan Al Sabah and what I achieved brilliantly. And then I fell asleep that night, and I only woke up and they would take my hand and get me into a mole paradise. Now I understand the purpose of the Greater Imam of what he said, "If you kill him, you enter heaven. If you are also killed, you will enter heaven. "
  I kept gathering my memories until I got to my goal. Jerusalem... King Amori's Crusader Palace of Jerusalem. I entered the crusader king and handed him the message of the Grand Imam... He was in it "to the great King Amori... If my message comes, know that I'm a loyal to you. And I offer you to unite forces in the face of a common enemy that wreaks havoc on you and me. The arrogant, arrogant Abbasid State. My loyal followers are fully prepared to be at the disposal of your valiant leadership signal to the Knights of the Temple. The annual tax imposed on us by the Knights of the Temple amounted to twelve thousand gold pieces they imposed after my men killed Komti de Trebol. This should be the beginning of our cooperation to eliminate the common enemy. God is the source of conciliation ".
  King Amori agreed to cooperate. I seem to know he has a great plan from plans that never fail. Because God inspired her to... That didn't mean much to me. I have been preoccupied with the joy of my heart that my mission was successful. And when I go back, I'll see a paradise of Elaine's that I've always dreamed of rising to. I got on my horse back to Alamot Castle. And my mind is thinking about bliss. And the tune. And the milk rivers that lie on their popular banks. And in the course of thinking... I have the news that you are invincible, Knights Nazar. I turned into a fast, sensationalized, daggy move. I saw a knight wearing a distinctive cloak mediated by a cross scientist. The cloak covering his body and head... He's on a strong horse with the same cloak of a cross. I know this outfit very well. He was a knight of the Cross. The Knights of the Temple. My whole combat senses were stimulated and I looked at him carefully.
  So you think we need help from a few knights made of paper like you? Did your stupid leader forget himself?
  I told him in a strong accent: - Go out of here, you dirty crusader. And another word about our leader will drink your blood.

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