Original subtitles

He's fast!

Faster than anyone I've ever fought before.

And that sword...

He uses the curve on the blade

to make up for the difference in reach.

You've got to be kidding me. He's unarmed!

I'm a warrior from Miklagard, for crying out loud.

"I have never once been glad," was it?

Jeez...

What kind of monsters was he surrounded by?

I'll keep hammering him.

You can't hit me!

- He's strong. - He's strong.

Why is such a skilled fighter working as a bodyguard on a farm?

How did a man like him become a slave?

No, I need to calm down. I can't let him set the pace.

All I need to do...

He can move even faster?

I can see it.

He got me.

Gardar is...

- Snake! - Don't do it, Snake!

Don't kill...

Gardar.

Please...

let him go.

Get your head out of the clouds, Arnheid.

He killed five of my subordinates.

There's no way I can forgive him.

Snake! I will do everything that I can to honor the deaths of your subordinates.

- Even if that means selling my fields... - Shut up, Gramps!

It's not about the money.

It's true that my subordinates and I are all

stupid, good-for-nothing, small-time crooks.

We're vagabonds who can't even use our real names because of past offenses.

Is that why you don't care even if they die?

Is Gardar's life worth that much?

Is it worth more than five of my subordinates?

Tell me, Thorfinn and Arnheid,

the difference in their worth.

That means there is no difference.

- Well then... - No!

I will have him pay

a life for a life!

Are you still going to fight?

Will you get revenge

for Gardar?

You're the one who cut Gardar's rope, right Arnheid?

You guys will be punished for what you did.

I'll tie you up until the master returns...

That's enough! Gardar!

If you keep that up he'll die!

Gardar!

Damn it! How strong is he?

Gardar!

Let go!

Gardar!

Gardar...

Let's go back, Gardar.

It's all right now.

No one is trying to get in our way anymore.

Hjalti is waiting for us too.

Hjalti...

Where

is he now?

Your older brother is looking after him in Birka.

I had him take refuge there before the war began.

I see.

My older brother is always taking care of me.

When we go to pick up Hjalti,

I have to take a thank you gift.

- Excuse me, you there. - Huh?

Is this wagon yours?

I would like to borrow it.

- No... - It's mine.

I'll give it to you,

Gardar.

Pardon me for speaking to you from up here.

What is your name, sir?

I'm Sverkel.

Go on, back to your home.

Thank you, Sverkel.

Thorfinn...

Words cannot express my gratitude for you and Einar.

This is reckless, Arnheid.

Gardar isn't going to...

It's fine.

Please send us off.

It's cold.

I'm frozen to the core.

How pitiful...

Such unfortunate beings who were

abandoned by the gods.

You are...

You are my new pride and joy.

Hjalti! Hjalti, son of Gardar!

I will continue fighting...

so you can take pride in my honor

and so we can become wealthy someday.

One second!

What is it?

For honor

and wealth.

Gardar?

How old

is Hjalti now?

Eight?

Nine?

He's six.

My goodness...

I've lost track of time ever since I became a slave.

Six, huh? I see...

That's too bad.

I couldn't see him at his most adorable age.

He was still one when I parted with him.

Man...

He has probably long forgotten about us.

Considering the fact that he's my child, I bet he's causing quite the mischief.

Like setting fire to the horse's tail.

You did such a thing when you were a child?

Yeah. My father got so mad at me.

When he becomes old enough,

he'll probably say that he wants to become a Viking.

Like all boys do.

But I will not allow that.

Gardar!

It's okay.

I'm a little tired, that's all.

Just let me rest.

You're sure about this?

Yeah. We've made up our minds.

If we get the iron, we'll be able to live comfortably.

Your family too.

- Okay. I'll go too. - All right!

Everyone's gathered at the village square.

Come on, let's hurry.

Arnheid...

Hjalti...

I will never

leave you two alone

again...

I'm... home...

Welcome home...

Welcome home...

Gardar.

"First Course of Action."

Subtitle translation by: Kiko Morita