Muzamil remembered that Ahmad Ozal had told him not to get lost in the beauty of nature but to look for hiding places. In the foothills there were elephant grass and green reeds and some thick trees whose lower branches came close to the ground. Muzamil thought that he would climb on such a branch and the thick branches with broad leaves would hide him.
He saw a group of three or four trees near the bank of the river with broad-leaved vines climbing up from among the trees.
Instead of going along the river, Muzamil went round and went from behind, when he saw him in front, he staggered and took a step back. There was a man sitting there. Muzamil has no fear or danger from any man But it was the same man who followed him like a shadow in the streets and markets.
Seeing him there, Muzamil immediately understood that this person had followed him in the forest as well. Ahmad Ozal’s words echoed in his mind, this is Hasan bin Sabah’s spy. Muzamil heard it as if someone had told him, this is Hassan bin Sabah.
This man was just getting up when Muzamil’s left hand came forward like an arrow and this hand pierced the man’s neck. Muzamil had a dagger in his other hand and placed the tip of his dagger on the man’s heart. The claw of his left hand. He pressed so hard that the man caught Muzamil’s left wrist with both his hands and began to struggle. It was on the spot.
Muzamil could have killed him, but he thought that he should ask him who he is and what he wants, and if he is a spy of the esoteric sect of Hasan bin Sabah, then he should ask him some secrets. He put one of his legs behind the man’s legs and pushed him with his left hand so that the man fell on his back and sat on his stomach and placed the tip of the dagger on his aorta.
What do you want?
Muzamil asked why are you following me
“I can’t tell you,” he said. “If you tell me, you will kill me, then I will kill you.”
At this time my life is in your hands, he said, that’s why I can’t tell you to make a promise. But there was one thing to be sure of
My fault?
The man said, “You are a spy of the insiders. You are a member of the group of Hassan bin Sabah who kill big people and I left the house to kill Hassan bin Sabah. You said tell the truth. I told the truth.” Now kill me if you want
Who told you that I am a member of the murderous group of Hasan bin Sabah?
Muzamil Effendi asked
Yesterday you asked me about Ahmed Ozal’s house. He replied that there was another man with me. He said about you that he suspects that you are an insider and maybe you are a member of a murderous group. I was going back, in case the suspicion is true, I should have killed you. At this time, my life is in your possession, but you have manhood, so tell me the truth that my suspicions about you are right or wrong.
Short minded man! Muzamil said if your suspicion was correct, my dagger would have cut your aorta by now
Muzamil Effendi removed the dagger from his aorta, then got off his stomach and sat near him. The man sat up.
Which sect do you belong to?
Muzamil asked him what is your name
I am Ahlus Sunnat, he replied, “Ubayd Ibn “Abid, my name is everyone, everyone calls me Ibn `Abd
Hasan bin Sabah is in the fortress of death, Muzamil said, and how will you kill him here in Khaljan?
Look, my friend Bin Abid said, I have given you my secret, now don’t try to take more secrets. And I am empty-handed, attack me and see. I have come with the training of teachers to fight and kill with bare hands. I am not an old man. Are you a man?
I am Ahle Sunnah bin Abid! Muzamil said, “My grandfather settled in Isfahan. I am asking you for a specific purpose, how will you kill Hasan bin Sabah?”
This work is not for one man. Bin Abid said, I need a companion. I am staying in Khaljan for this purpose. I am surprised that there is more than one brave man. As soon as they hear the name of Hassan bin Sabah, they spit, but no one is ready to kill Hassan bin Sabah
what is the reason ?
Buzdali bin Abid replied
It is said that by going there, the person himself gets killed. Hassan bin Sabah cannot be killed
What do you think of yourself?
my bro! Ibn Abid replied, “I have no thought of my own. A Muslim who does what he does by the command of Allah has no thought of his own except that he sacrifices his life in the way of Allah. If I have a companion for two days, If not found, I will go alone and then I will see who is killed, me or Hasan bin Sabah
Ubaid bin Abid continued to speak and his tone became more emotional than before. It was like a fascination that was growing on Muzamil Effendi. He had left the house with determination, which had brought Muzamal here from such a distance
If I say that I have come with the same intention, said Muzamil, then you will believe
No, bin Abid said, I have been regretting that I gave you my secret, I should not have trusted you.
How can I convince you Bin Abid! Muzamil said, think that you have found the companion you are looking for. Muzamil was so emotional that he placed the dagger on the ground in front of him. He was sitting in front of Bin Abid. Bin Abid took the dagger with ease. He took it and started looking at it like a child holding something in his hands and looking at it eagerly. Abid was also speaking in a more emotional tone than before.
He suddenly jumped up while sitting and attacked Muzamil, who fell on his back due to this sudden attack. Ibn Abid climbed on his chest and placed the tip of the dagger on his aorta.
Now tell me who is the inner reject! Ibn Abid said, “You are the spy of these inner people, then Hasan Ibn Sabah is a man of the devil’s special group. I have given you my secret. How can I let you live?”
Muzamil could do anything but insistence, he was swearing that he was a staunch Muslim and that he had come with the intention of killing Hasan bin Sabah. Bin Abid did not believe.
