Original subtitles

All right, here we go.

Ready...

We did it!

We finished the last tree!

Man, I can't believe it.

I guess anything is possible.

The two of us turned a whole forest into one field.

Yeah, it took us three years... no, more than that.

If only all of this land belonged to us.

That's the disappointing part about being a slave.

We really worked hard.

It's almost time.

Yeah... The other day, Pater told me

that next year's yield from this reclaimed land

will be enough to buy our freedom.

We'll even have a little extra left.

I see.

Einar, what are you going to do,

once you're free?

I don't know.

Even if I go back to my homeland, my family won't be there.

Plus...

Is it about Arnheid?

Yeah, I feel bad.

If only Arnheid could be freed as well.

Then I would be able to enjoy this moment more.

The master has no intention of letting her go.

What about you, Thorfinn?

Are you going back to Iceland?

Well, I guess.

Maybe...

What's up with that? You haven't decided on anything yet?

You haven't either.

My goodness... It's strange, isn't it?

Our freedom is finally within reach, and this is our reaction.

There is something I want to try.

Huh? What is it?

Oh, well...

I don't have anything specific in mind yet.

Tell me what you think, Einar...

Do you think

it's possible to rid this world

of war and slavery?

Well...

It sounds like a dream.

Oh, you've finally cut down the last tree!

Good work, you two.

Master!

Do you think you can grade this land in time for sowing season?

Most likely, as long as we hurry.

Is that so.

All right, then I will give you a little discount.

As soon as you finish sowing the seeds, you two will be free.

You deserve it, Thorfinn, Einar.

Oh, you don't seem too happy.

Huh? Oh, no!

Yes!

Right, Thorfinn? We finally did it!

- Yeah! - Yeah!

Oh, sorry. Don't get too excited yet.

What?

You'll have to wait until I return to finalize the procedure.

Oh, you're going somewhere?

Yes. By the way, have you seen the old master?

He hasn't come by here.

I see... Maybe he was out in the field after all.

Well, you two will do.

If you see the old master, tell him

that I will be heading to Jelling

in order to visit King Harald who is ill.

But I should be back in time for the sowing season.

So finish grading the land by then.

Yes, sir!

Have a safe trip!

Oh, I almost forgot...

You two!

Once you are freed, would you like to stay here

and work as farmhands?

Hardworking people like you two are always welcome.

Well, try considering it.

WHAT DO WORKERS GAIN FROM ALL THEIR HARD WORK?

GOD HAS MADE EVERYTHING FITTING IN ITS TIME,

BUT HAS ALSO PLACED ETERNITY IN THEIR HEARTS,

WITHOUT ENABLING THEM TO DISCOVER

WHAT GOD HAS DONE

FROM BEGINNING TO END

OLD TESTAMENT THE BOOK OF ECCLESIASTES 3:9,11

All right!

- Okay, let it down! - Yes, sir!

Excuse me, Your Majesty.

This ship will arrive at Jelling shortly.

Please wake up, Your Majesty.

- Here I go! - Okay!

- This one too, please. - Whoa!

- Ready? - Yeah!

Your Majesty!

You were here, I see.

The horses will be ready soon. Please wait in the cabin.

I'm fine here.

I haven't been home in a while.

I want to enjoy the breeze.

Your Majesty!

I am glad to see that you arrived home safely from England.

Yes.

Wulf, how is my brother, the king, doing?

King Harald's condition is not very good.

His illness has worsened in the past month.

Now, it is difficult for him to even speak.

I see. How long does he have left?

According to his physician,

the next few days will be the most critical stage.

There!

Okay.

Good work on paying him a visit as my representative.

Of course.

- Ouch! - I won again!

That ball game...

When we were children,

my brother was very skilled at that.

Once in a while, he would play with me.

Hit it, Harald!

All right. Keep your eye on the ball, Canute.

Within the royal court, there was hostility between those

supporting either of us to become the next king.

But my brother himself did not pay any regard to that.

Ready?

There!

- Your Highness! - Ragnar!

I'm fine!

Oh my!

See? He's tougher than you think.

First of all, you're a bit overprotective.

- Be a little more... - Amazing!

Jeez...

How impressive, Your Highness! Are you sure you're not hurt?

Yeah. Thank you, Ragnar.

It's hard to move because I'm wearing so many layers.

And I'm hot! Can I take this off?

You mustn't!

As a warrior, you must be prepared for anything.

Are you listening, Your Highness?

At any given moment...

He was a strong and kind person.

My brother has helped me many times.

I must thank him.

There!

Hey, kids! Play somewhere else.

I'm sorry!

You throw it too hard!

My goodness...

Children are so carefree...

What is the matter, Your Majesty?

It's nothing.

ENGLAND - DENMARK - NORMAY

Sweyn's two sons

each inherited a dominion from their father.

Denmark went to the elder brother, Harald.

England went to the younger brother, Canute.

The two were on good terms.

When Canute was going to conquer England,

his elder brother, Harald, lent him a fleet of warships

and actively showed his support for him.

However...

shortly after Canute was enthroned as the king of England,

Harald fell ill.

Harald had no heir.

Canute, my brother!

So it was true that you were in Jelling.

Address me as king, Estrid.

I didn't expect your visit. What a nice surprise.

It has been a while,

King Harald.

Harald, Canute has come to visit.

Can you recognize him?

It's fine. Don't wake him up.

I will be here for a while.

We can talk when His Majesty is feeling better.

Canute...

King Harald, I am right here.

Please get some rest.

There is no need to worry about the kingdom.

I was waiting for you.

I will...

I will hand over Denmark to you.

Now, don't be absurd, King Harald.

Please recover soon

and maybe we can play that ball game again.

You're really something else, Canute.

I don't know how you could feign innocence and tell such lies.

Canute?

You're visiting the very person you poisoned yourself?

It's quite the farce.

What in the world

are you trying to accomplish by doing something like this?

Harald was fond of you.

Was there a need to kill him?

You two could have ruled this world together.

It is not for the peace of the kingdom.

There is ambition dwelling in your heart.

Ambition to become the sovereign over the North Sea.

That is the curse.

The curse of the crown.

You cannot escape from it.

You will wear two crowns,

one of Denmark and one of England,

and suffer twice as much as I did.

Canute!

What's wrong? You were zoned out.

Are you ill as well?

I'm fine.

I just got a bit dizzy.

Get a bedchamber ready.

King Canute is tired from his long voyage.

Yes, sir.

What is it?

I have brought refreshments by order of Lady Estrid.

Where is it from?

Huh? What might you mean...

I don't need it. I'm not thirsty.

You fear poison

because you use poison yourself.

Isn't that right, Canute?

Coming out in the middle of the day

is very mischievous of you, King Sweyn.

If you can see me during the day too,

that means the curse is about to reach its climax.

He's talking to himself?

How long are you going to stay there?

I don't need anything. Leave.

Yes, sir!

The unification of the kingdom is a prerequisite for building a utopia.

Having two kings will eventually lead to disaster.

It is necessary for King Harald to die.

Well, well...

You are starting to think like

a true king now, Canute.

What are you laughing about?

King Sweyn,

I used to hate you and wish for your demise.

But look at me now...

The only one I can be completely honest with

...is you.

Let's stay good friends...

as fellow cursed ones.

Harald, one more time!

All right.

- Ready, Canute? - Yes!

Harald.

We'll have a council of war. Come with me.

Yes, Father.

Sorry, Canute.

We'll continue this next time.

Thank you, Harald.

Become strong, Canute.

Stronger than me and Father.

Understand?

Yes.

All right, Your Highness!

I will be your opponent next.

What? You can play, Ragnar?

How rude!

I was once feared as

the "Lakeside Gullinbursti."

This is it, huh?

How underwhelming.

"King and Sword."

Subtitle translation by: Kiko Morita