A Viking Saga: The Darkest Day Page #2
I am a warrior of the Enduring Kingdom.
protection of the Word of Christ.
They've send only one man.
I've traveled for many days with 10 men.
We were attacked by Norths.
My men fell.
What use is one man?
You have not seen the world
outside your abbey, boy.
It is better to travel
without attention.
The Norths have sackened the holy island.
They slaughtered many.
They made many raids along the
coastlines these last few weeks.
Their trading days are over.
- These will be dark days.
- The Gospels will be safe.
Without these Gospels,
the island will fall.
We will reach Iona!
Come, we must leave.
It's getting night.
- It's not good that you look like priests.
- Not good?
The Church seems to grow rich and
fat whilst the country starves.
Monks hold little respect
in the wilds.
Come!
We must keep moving.
Wait!
Wait!
Wait!
Quiet, boy!
Do not slow us again, priest.
Run!
Run!
Run!
Take the Book.
- No!
- I can't go on.
No! Please.
Take the Book, or all will be lost.
God be with you, boy.
Go!
Where is the book, monk?
The Book!
I hear that your white Christ
demands a life of celibacy.
A lonely life.
This is why you turn
to young boys.
Pagan! Scum!
I've been many months at sea.
No woman.
Only monks for pleasure...
You'll... you will burn in hell!
Hell? Hell?!
I just want the Book, boy.
The Book for you life!
We must keep moving, boy.
More North may come.
You can mourn your brother later.
Had you done so, you'd be
lying cold next to him.
Come.
We must move.
Come!
I'm sorry for the loss
of your brother.
He was more than a brother.
He raised me.
He taught me.
The Norths have much to pay for.
They followed us deep into the forest.
More may come.
They want the Book.
They seek its power.
It must never fall into their hands.
They are heathen bastards.
All will be lost.
My son...
Fallen.
Where are you been, boy?
Pray.
My son...
My blood...
They will pay...
I will frame my fury down upon them.
Blood will run.
May Thor receive you.
May Odin own you.
They called to you.
They wait for you to take your place
among them in Halls of Valhalla.
May the brave live forever.
We must not mourn but rejoice
those who have met a glorious death.
We must move, boy.
There is no hope.
He has abandoned us.
No, He has not.
What do you know of God?
You're a butcher of men,
nothing more.
There are many ways to serve Christ.
By the sword?
Does it not resemble the cross?
While your kind are crawling to him
in the privilege of your monasteries
we protect His word with iron.
With murder!
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