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What the hell!

Just let us do it tomorrow! Not today!

Hey, I'm just the messenger.

Anyway, the mistress insisted that it be done today.

That old hag.

All the other times, she leaves us

in charge of guard duty.

Maybe it has something to do with the reward of three horses.

She wants a part of the reward?

What a greedy old hag.

Jeez...

Snake,

will you

let me see my husband, Gardar?

No.

He's injured, isn't he?

How...

How are his wounds?

How would I know?

Why do I have to care for an enemy who killed my subordinate?

Boss, here's a horse.

All right. We'll be at the mistress' place.

You go and take Arnheid back to Gramps' house.

They took the horses so we don't have any left.

Are you serious? I have to walk...

her back?

Please, let me see my husband.

I swear I'm not thinking of helping him escape.

I just want to care for his wounds.

Huh? Well...

But the boss said...

Hey!

What's going on?

She's the cutie from Master Ketil's place.

Uh, the boss...

The boss gave her permission

to care for Gardar's wounds. I'm not lying!

Gardar...

Arnheid!

You were beaten?

Please cut this rope, Arnheid.

Let's go home.

- Hey... - It's fine.

She doesn't have any tools that can cut the rope.

If you say so.

Hey, Arnheid!

Your husband came all the way here to take you back.

Forget about his wounds. Why don't you give him something more special?

I can't care for his wounds if he's tied up like this.

Can you untie him just for now?

That's not going to happen.

His "thing" isn't tied up, though.

You can still take care of that.

That's right!

Arnheid...

I'm sorry.

I will

never

leave you and Hjalti

alone again.

Never again...

I was wrong.

Please forgive me,

Arnheid.

I made you suffer so much.

Let's start over.

Let's go back to how it was.

Please let me free.

I'm sorry, Gardar.

I'm sorry.

What are you saying?

I'm the one who must ask for your forgiveness.

Come now, Arnheid.

Get a hold of yourself.

That ruined the mood.

It's starting to rain harder. I'll take a rest in the hut.

What? Hey!

We were told to keep watch.

One person is enough.

You're the one who brought that woman,

so you take responsibility.

Seriously?

Hey.

Hey, Arnheid!

Are you done? Isn't that enough?

My only fault is that I'm a sucker for women.

Your time's up.

Come on, get up.

Arnheid! He has a knife on his belt.

Use that to cut my rope.

Hurry up! Arnheid!

Hey! This is bad! He's dead!

I don't know! Just hurry!

Get it together!

Hurry up!

My rope!

We'll both be killed!

Arnheid!

It's no use, Boss.

None of them are breathing.

Those idiots.

I told them to not let their guard down so many times.

Over here, Boss.

His sword...

Take a look at the tip.

The rain washed away the blood, but there's still oil on it.

He must have stabbed his opponent.

- That's a deep wound. - Yes.

He was wounded on top of being wounded already.

There were no horses here either.

Go after him!

He hasn't gone far.

We will settle this on this farm!

As soon as I find him

I will kill him.

You couldn't sleep,

Einar?

You haven't slept yourself.

You weren't woken up by a nightmare.

Yeah...

Were you keeping an eye on me?

Did you think I would

do something crazy during the night?

I wouldn't.

I don't want to make life harder for Arnheid.

It's not fair, is it?

We were just living in peace, that's all.

Violence

has robbed us of our freedom, and that's just wrong.

It must be wrong.

As someone

who was doing nothing but fighting wars,

I don't have the right to say anything.

But...

it's wrong.

It was wrong.

Arnheid

doesn't know that you used to be a warrior.

I'm pathetic.

I'm scared

of the thought of people like her finding that out about me.

How was I able to hurt all those people

like it was nothing?

I can't even imagine

you being that way.

Hey Thorfinn,

you know that thing you mentioned before?

- Are you serious about it? - What?

Remember you asked me if I thought

it was possible to rid this world

of war and slavery?

It just sounds like a dream to me.

But as someone who has experienced both sides,

I bet you can come up with an idea.

What do we need to do?

How do we

get rid of war and slavery?

I only know

about the things I experienced myself.

But there's no doubt that wars produce many slaves.

Those who are defeated in war

are turned into slaves.

Just as you and Arnheid were.

The line between warriors and slave traders is ambiguous.

There are other things that lead to slavery,

but I think the biggest cause is war.

If the number of wars decline the number of slaves will too.

But Nordic men

don't view war as something bad.

Nordic men measure their worth by valor and wealth.

The more people you kill

and the more wealth you return with, the more you are respected.

That is why fathers teach their sons how to fight,

give them weapons and armor, and take them on warships.

That has always been the normal thing to do

for us Nordic men.

Whatever it is, it's always difficult to stop doing what is considered the norm.

But there are also men like you.

Is vowing to never hurt another person

such a strange thing to do?

In Nordic society,

cowards cannot survive.

But that's fine.

If it means I don't have to carry any more of them,

I would happily be an outcast.

"Them"?

The dead.

The people I have killed.

Their ghosts appear before me almost every night

and torment me.

They say, "Why did you kill?

After your father was killed,

you were so angry and resentful.

So why did you, out of all people, kill so many

fathers, brothers, and sons?"

I have to make amends

for what I did to these people.

I have to take these people to a place

where they can rest in peace.

I'm at my limit.

I can't take on even one more person.

I'm constantly thinking

about how I can repay them.

Vowing to never kill or destroy anything anymore isn't enough

to be called atonement.

To make up for all the wheat I've trampled on,

I have to grow more with my own hands.

To make up for all the houses I've burned down,

I have to build more with my own hands.

I still don't know how to rid this entire world

of war altogether.

But even if it's just one place in this world...

It could even be just one village...

I want to create

a place where we no longer need swords.

But

how would you protect that place?

I hate war myself.

But Vikings will come wherever you are.

Sometimes you have to fight

to protect your peace and freedom.

But

that won't do.

There's no point if you use war to keep peace.

If you do,

you'll never be able to escape from that bloodstained hell.

I guess

a story that sounds like a dream

is nothing but a dream.

We have to go to the ends of the earth,

somewhere far, far away.

Somewhere even Vikings can't get to.

A land

just for outcasts.

If we run away far beyond the ocean,

I wonder what we'll find there.

I'm sure

there will be nothing.

No matter how far you go, it'll be the same as it is here.

There will only be war and slave traders.

Far west...

Beyond the ocean...

A land out of the reach of any ruler,

a land no slave trader knows about,

a land far beyond the horizon.

There is actually a place like that?

There is. I had forgotten about it.

When I was a child, a sailor named Leif

told me about it.

Beyond the vast ocean to the west,

there supposedly is fertile land.

He said there's land that's untouched.

That's amazing.

Then... Then if we go there...

No...

He also told me that it is tremendously far.

And I don't know the exact location.

Plus, we're talking about building a nation.

We have to take a multitude of outcasts there.

It'll be a huge project.

I see.

But you know,

that's the best thing I've heard in a while.

Be careful.

He's strong.

Wh... What is going on

so early in the morning?

It doesn't seem like anyone's here.

I can't tell with all this junk.

Throw everything out!

Jeez, what is this all about?

He escaped.

- What? - Gardar escaped.

Is there any other reason why they would be ransacking our shed?

Arnheid!

"Cause."

Subtitle translation by: Kiko Morita