“Today, your old world has come to an end… All the paths and routes have been erased from memory. All those days are gone… What remains for you is nothing but despair.” – Why did the British cannons bombard the Mamluk Sultan’s fortress in Alexandria? Because they remember, while you forget. How sad… We met before, you know. But your memories have been erased… They will return… And when they do, your pain will extend beyond all oceans. You’re a good man, and a charming one at that. Do you recognize this? It’s the same person… But your true nature hasn’t been revealed to you yet… And that’s better so. I recognized you from the letters of the gun merchant I carry with me. Hassan stared at the fortress for a while, then said, “Who built this fortress?” It was built by a man who owned all the roads at that time… Until he found a new path… And his own path became a path of sorrow. How can you not remember? The Portuguese gathered around Africa to avoid the path leading to Egypt…”Then, a French man came along with an idea for a new, shorter and faster route. This new route would make all other routes meaningless… Do you know where this route lies? In Egypt. The English people opposed this route, saying that it wouldn’t work. But it did work. The route to India was shortened by thousands of miles. What are the English people doing? The sea route is fast, but it lies on land that isn’t theirs. It was built by others. The route itself is the goal… Always. Again: The route is the goal. Not debts, not protection… nothing else.