There, there.
Battleships approaching!
Notify Lord Gorm!
Wait a minute. Look again.
Those are Askeladd's ships.
Finally home to the village.
Good God. We've survived another year.
You've evaded death once again, Bjorn.
We've completed quite the journey.
Hey, there's sheep!
They're still letting them graze?
They're trying to fatten them up a bit.
It seems old man Gorm is as greedy as ever.
Bastards, you did well once again this year.
Enjoy the winter to the fullest!
That way!
NOVEMBER 1012 A.D.
VILLAGE OF FEUDAL LORD GORM JUTLAND PENINSULA
Look at all that treasure.
I heard they won a great victory in the land of the Franks.
I'd expect no less from Askeladd!
I heard many died this year.
Really?
I wonder if he'll recruit new crewmen.
Damn, I'm excited!
If I sailed, it'd have to be on Askeladd's ship!
Idiot.
You'd last three days and die.
Wait a minute. Apologize.
What's with that kid?
-Here we go. -Yes.
Ready, and…
Askeladd!
Welcome home!
Hello there, ladies!
Aren't you cute?
Here. I've brought you some fine accessories.
I want a ring!
Old man Gorm,
the girls here aren't shy, but it's actually quite nice!
Stop talking about girls and get serious.
Are you even listening?
Listen, each crewman's daily provisions cost one and a quarter silver coins.
You've got 97 crewmen,
so that's 121 coins.
You're still doing the accounting?
The price of pigs increased this year.
If you eat pork every day, it costs even more.
With the extra cost of beer
and the lodging and firewood expenses added in--
Don't worry, old man. Our earnings were excellent this year.
Give me and my men plenty of food and liquor.
I'll pay you.
That's just what I wanted to hear. I'll give you a drink.
Bring the celebratory wine.
We have that good wine, right? Bring that.
One, two, three…
Old man, you really like money that much?
Does anyone hate it?
Money is good. Just looking at it lifts my spirits.
Hordaland! What are you doing?
Hurry up and bring the wine.
Yes.
Dear me. What a troublesome woman.
That slave girl has a strange name.
"Hordaland."
Her name is a region in Norway?
Yeah. I bought her recently.
Her father was a lord, but her family was ruined after losing in a war.
The girl was expensive because of her beauty.
But she's a poor head for work.
Good grief. Being waited on all her life has made her prideful and useless.
By the way, old man.
Huh?
Would you be a witness for me?
I've got a duel to settle before dinner.
A duel?
By the way, it's not her fault she's useless.
You're just bad at using her.
What did you say?
No matter who it is,
you can always use them if you know how.
Hurry!
What's going on?
They said it's a duel!
Come on, kid!
-Kill him! -You can do it!
And now, in the name of Odin,
the duel between Thorfinn and Askeladd will now ensue.
Each may have a weapon of his choosing.
If they fight with honor,
in the case of death, the dead will be welcomed at the gates of Valhalla.
Seriously?
He was part of Askeladd's crew?
Then I'm certainly worthy of joining his crew.
Isn't he kind of cute?
What?
Askeladd's much richer and stronger.
Furthermore, the reason for the duel is for Thorfinn to avenge his father.
Do either of you have any objections?
No.
Then begin!
That Thorfinn never hesitates, does he?
You've… gotten taller.
How old are you now?
Back then, you were only this tall--
Whoa!
-He's fast! -Thorfinn went first!
He's right at his chest!
You should at least humor your elders
when they're talking!
-He stood up! -He's perfectly fine!
He blew him away with one strike.
Don't be ridiculous. Thorfinn jumped.
At close range, he knows his daggers are advantageous.
He's grown strong.
That's it, kid!
Askeladd!
Kill him!
He's got it!
Damn it.
That's it!
Get him!
Just a little more, kid!
You know, Thorfinn.
Your father…
Wait, what was his name again?
Let's see. Tho…
Tho… Tho…
Thors!
Thors! That's right.
It's no use. I've grown forgetful in my old age.
But, you know,
I'm sorry to bring it up in the middle of your fight for revenge,
but I've killed dozens of men.
I don't remember your father.
Did I really kill him?
This "Thoril."
Now,
how exactly did I kill him?
Could you perhaps have misunderstood something?
Bastard.
If you had fought fairly,
my father would have never lost.
Back then, you used me.
You used me as a hostage!
Oh, now I remember!
He was the idiot who threw away his sword in exchange for his kid!
What did he just do?
You can't get so worked up.
You still lack training, kid.
Damn you!
Bjorn, help him up.
Got it.
Boy, I'm hungry.
Alright.
Old man!
I'm hungry for some mutton.
Roasted with herbs.
I've been waiting for this!
It's freezing outside. Who's watching the ships?
I got lucky. Thorfinn didn't want to switch.
You mean he's still being a sore loser?
He's been like that from the beginning.
He goes there to cool off.
That ship was his father's to begin with.
Just let him be.
Not bad.
Askeladd!
Today's duel was impressive!
Is that so?
At the end, you threw him, didn't you?
How did you do it?
That was incredible!
But Captain, are you sure you want to let a kid like that on your ship?
What if he attacks you in your sleep?
It's fine.
That boy won't do a thing.
What do you mean?
It's because he's still a warrior.
He wants to win a fight fair and square.
His past and his pride hold him back.
You again, Horda?
You're disrupting everyone!
Clean this up now!
How long are you going to act like nobility?
Stand! Get up!
You clumsy fool!
I don't really understand.
If I had to live without pride, I'd probably kill myself.
What?
Is that funny?
No, it's not you.
Look.
What a sorry sight.
I've had it with you! Act like the slave you are!
A man enslaved by money
whipping a slave he bought, so he could act like a master.
He just lacks self-awareness.
All men are slaves to something.
Sulking are we?
Father!
There, there, crybaby caterpillar.
Does it hurt, little one?
You want revenge?
You're my son.
It's pointless for me to try to dissuade you.
That's a problem.
What should I say?
You may have to realize it on your own.
I told you, didn't I?
You do not have enemies.
No one has enemies.
A true warrior does not need a sword…
Well…
Lord Gorm told me to bring you some dinner.
Hey.
Are you a slave too?
What?
It's just that you're eating out here.
I am a warrior.
Unlike you, I can choose where to have my meals.
Really?
I feel like you and I are one and the same.
What do I care for a slave's feelings!
If I were you, I'd kill Gorm and escape.
And I'd kill all my pursuers!
How awful.
Kill?
Then remain a slave for life.
That's your choice.
If I ran…
If I ran on and on to the end of the sea,
what would I find there?
There's probably nothing there.
No matter where I go, it's the same as here.
Only war and slave traders.
Far to the west…
and beyond the sea…
is a land called Vinland.
It is a warm and plentiful place,
so far that slave traders and the flames of war cannot reach it.
There, no one would pursue you.
Does such a place truly exist?
AUGUST 1013 A.D. NEAR JELLING, DENMARK
We are gathering Denmark's finest from every corner of the land.
Additionally, four Jomsviking battalions are hastening to join us.
This time, our offensive will go ahead without fail.
Finally.
Those insolent men of England
will see the power of a king.
Yes. All battalions are ready
to fulfill Your Majesty's will to seize England.
And Canute? Has he come?
Yes.
His Highness has entered Jelling.
He is resting in preparation for the imminent march to battle.
Your Majesty.
Will you not reconsider?
Ragnar.
Must His Highness Canute accompany the army?
He is a prospective heir to the throne.
He must be given a chance to show valor to not fall behind his brother Harald.
But His Highness is fearful and lacks experience on the battlefield.
Ragnar.
I, too, am concerned for Canute's welfare.
But as leaders of the Vikings,
we must show valor in order to lead the people.
We set sail in the morning.
In August of 1013 A.D.,
the main Viking fleet of Denmark commanded by King Sweyn
began its invasion into the River Humber of northern England.
After forcing the surrender of the five major towns around Gainsborough,
without losing momentum,
the main army took a land route down south.
They advanced forward while trampling down every region.
However, the steady advance that they believed would continue
stalled upon reaching a certain point…
the bustling city of commerce, London.
OCTOBER 1013 A.D. LONDON, ENGLAND
What's wrong?
Come attack me!
Isn't this a fun war?
Subtitle translation by Astrid Oliver