King Goshtasp sat upon his imperial throne, holding high audience for the realm's foremost nobles and commanders. Prince Esfandiyar entered the hall, bearing an ox-headed mace, his Kiani helmet reflecting the light, standing before his sovereign like a valiant lion with his hands folded in respect. Filled with pride, King Goshtasp bestowed upon him the royal banner, vast treasuries, and command of the entire Iranian host, charging him to ride forth and bring the holy Zoroastrian faith to every realm.
Taking up the divine crusade, Esfandiyar marched across the seas and through dark wildernesses, traversing Rome, India, and Yemen. Everywhere he rode, kings bowed to his supreme might, burning their ancient mountain idols and lighting the sacred, holy fires in their stead. Messages flooded Goshtasp's court from foreign rulers, begging for the holy texts of the Zend and Avesta. Goshtasp dispatched the sacred scriptures to every corner of the world.
Seeing the Earth cleansed of wickedness and filled with righteousness, Esfandiyar unbuckled his golden belt to rest. King Goshtasp then dispatched his son Farshidvard with a mighty army to govern Khorasan. Esfandiyar sent word back to his royal father: the realm had transformed into a paradise on Earth, fear had vanished, crops flourished in abundance under the shadow of the mythical Homa bird, and peace reigned supreme over all mankind.