Let's stay up all night chatting, young master.
Tell us all about your youthful troubles.
You're hoping I'll entertain you while you drink, aren't you?
Screw this. I'm going home. Let go.
Oh, come on. Tell us everything that's on your mind.
We're such good friends, aren't we?
Like hell we are. Let go.
Snake
What's wrong with you? Hit him back.
All right! Right there.
Seriously? Again?
Those morons.
They fell.
Does that make it a tie?
Nobody knows what they're talking about.
They don't get it.
They don't even know what they don't know.
There's no way they can understand me when they don't know what they don't know.
Actually, I understand, young master.
After all, 17 is a weird age.
Not quite an adult, but no longer a kid.
More.
Sure thing.
Here you go. Whoops.
Look at you drink!
Fox, Badger... You're actually laughing at me on the inside, aren't you?
He's not a fun drunk today.
I'm starting to sober up.
We shouldn't have invited him.
I can hear you!
You think bodyguards like you have the right to mock me?
You serve my dad for a pittance.
Don't you have any pride as warriors?
Please, call us guests.
Even men like us are useful in a fight.
Oh?
You guys actually work sometimes?
I've never seen you do your job, Fox.
This village is so peaceful, we're bored out of our minds.
Draw your sword.
I'll test your skills to make sure you haven't lost your touch.
See?
We're your father's guests, and this is what he pays us to do.
Damn it! Just kill me!
What should we do, Fox?
That's odd.
We were supposed to have fun drinking together so Ketil's family would like us.
I'm a nobody!
In other words, young master,
you don't like being treated like a child by respectable folk.
You guys treat me like one, too.
What do you expect?
You really are half a man.
But for you to become a real man—
Hey, you should be cheering him up.
Quiet, you. I'm going somewhere with this.
Just shut up and listen.
You know, young master...
Becoming a real man isn't actually that difficult.
All you gotta do is complete a... rite of passage, I think it's called.
You need to kill a person.
Killing a person will make you feel really confident.
You oughta try it.
Once you know how fragile human bodies are, you won't be afraid of others anymore.
It'll grow you right up.
It's how all boys become men.
B-But... who?
Well, that's obvious.
I know of the perfect target for a beginner.
You've even got some right here on this farm.
People you're allowed to kill.
Boy, I slept well.
I'm hungry.
One, two, three, four.
There's still a lot more wheat to harvest today.
This farm is way too big.
At this rate, we'll have hardly any time to clear the woods for next spring.
I'd like to get it done in time for the fall planting season.
But first, we've gotta dig up the roots and rocks, till the soil, and let it rest.
I wonder if they'll let us borrow a heavy plow.
Th-Thorfinn, what's wrong?
Are you still asleep? Hey, Thorfinn.
Are you okay?
You were screaming like crazy.
What kind of dream makes a man scream like that?
I was dreaming?
I wonder what it was. I can't remember.
Go wash your face and let's get started on our morning tasks.
Dreams you forget are better left forgotten.
Good morning. It's a nice morning, isn't it?
Uh, yes. Good morning.
Would you like to wash your faces?
Go ahead. I'm already finished.
Oh, no. I mean, yes.
Uh, sorry. Take your time.
Washing this face won't make it any better.
Oh, I wouldn't say that.
I think you have a wonderful face.
Are you all right? Are you not feeling well?
It's my heart...
That's terrible. Does it hurt?
No, I'm fine. I'm not sick or anything.
Then are you injured?
What is this? I feel so uneasy.
I must have been dreaming about something I mustn't forget.
My name is Arnheid.
You came here recently, didn't you?
Y-Yes. I'm Einar.
I'm from England.
England? You speak the language so well, I thought you were Norse.
Everyone in my village, including me, is descended from Nords.
We all speak English and Norse.
Though I'm sure it's hard for a lady like you to understand me, since my accent is so thick.
Oh, that's right. Excuse me.
I hadn't mentioned my status here on the farm.
What? Aren't you the master's daughter?
No, I'm not.
Like you, I'm a slave.
I'm the master's personal attendant.
What?
Good morning, gentlemen.
Have you slaves gotten together this morning to plot your escape?
Good morning.
You, what's your name?
Thorfinn.
Are you a slave, too? I don't recognize you.
I'm E-Einar. I arrived this summer.
Thorfinn and Einar, come with me.
We're having a busy morning.
Who are those guys?
They've got swords.
They aren't respectable folk, are they?
They're "guests."
They're the resident defensive force at the farm.
Basically bodyguards.
Whatever business they've got with us can't be good.
I think you have a wonderful face.
What is it? You're in a good mood, Einar.
Oh, sorry.
No problem at all.
You seem like a lively one.
Go on, young master.
Make a nice clean cut.
A clean cut? You mean...
Very perceptive of you, big man.
What?
This ritual will allow the young master to become a man.
Die for us.
This ritual will allow the young master to become a man.
Die for us.
Y-You can't be serious!
What have we done to deserve this?
You've done nothing wrong!
But your lives aren't your own. That's all there is to it.
Your rightful owner is free to do whatever he pleases with his possessions.
You're a slave that belongs to Olmar's family.
He's going to cut you down himself. You should be honored.
Lucky you.
Just give up already.
Th-These guys belong to my dad.
They're not mine.
If I cut them down, I'll have to pay him back for them.
Pathetic, young master.
You've made it this far, and you're still making excuses?
Are you afraid of your father?
Are you afraid to kill?
Or are you afraid of both?
Shut up! I'm not scared of anything.
Then do it. Make a nice clean cut.
Thorfinn, run.
It'll be fine.
Damn you...
What are you doing? Go, Thorfinn!
Tell the master!
You can do it, sir!
Your opponent is raring to go!
Don't move, shorty.
Shut up and watch.
What a pain.
He can cut me down.
You've got this, sir.
You only need one of us, don't you?
Let him return to work.
He can cut me down.
Ow...
Oh, it's morning.
Hey, Gramps.
Gramps, are you there?
Gramps, where's my breakfast?
Gramps!
You're asking about breakfast after waking up at this hour?
If you want to eat, help me with the harvest every once in a while.
No way.
Then I'm not cooking for you.
Figure something out yourself.
That old fart.
I'm not cooking for myself. What a pain in the butt.
I guess I'll head home.
I'll allow Master Olmar to cut me down.
Please let Einar return to work.
We have another busy day.
Wh-What did you just say?
Sorry, what's your name again?
It's Thorfinn.
All right, Thorfinn.
Do you understand what you just said?
Being cut down means dying.
Yes, it certainly does.
You idiot! What are you—
Keep your mouth shut. Stay out of this.
Did you hear that, boys?
You run into guys like him every once in a while.
I can't overlook what you just said.
Letting a remark like that slide reduces the value of our product.
Hey, Thorfinn. Do you know what product we warriors sell?
No.
It's death.
Everyone is afraid to die.
I can tell you for certain that everyone fears it.
Look at the young master.
He's even afraid of someone else dying.
Shut up. I'm not s-scared.
You should be. Death has value because we fear it.
Otherwise we wouldn't be able to use our swords to make a living.
You should be scared, too.
Go on. Be afraid.
Aw, man. I'm hungry.
Hey, you punks.
Stop!
Those idiots. They're up to no good again.
Stop!
Damn it! You monsters!
Come on.
Beg for your life.
Don't hide your true feelings, Thorfinn.
Ouch.
If you don't hurry up, your tiny little body will end up even smaller.
Huh, he didn't even blink. Impressive.
Isn't that one of the master's slaves?
Why do we have to fear death?
Do we live because we don't want to die?
Does anything good come from being alive?
Not for me.
Not a single good thing has happened to me in my entire life.
Your eye is next.
Show me that you're afraid.
Don't, Fox!
S-Snake...
Aw, man. He's in rough shape.
B-Boss, welcome back. Wh-Wh-When did you get here?
Fox.
Yes, sir.
Come closer.
Y-Yes, sir.
Badger.
Yes, sir!
Explain.
Awakening
"Awakening."