"And so evil did Fafnir grow with gloating over the treasure, begrudging any man a share in his wealth, that he took the shape of a vile dragon, and to this day he lies brooding over his hoard.
"As for me, I went to the king, who made me master smith."
"Hast thou hearkened, Sigurd? Wilt thou help a man that is old
To avenge him for his father? Wilt thou win the treasure of gold
And be more than the kings of the earth? Wilt thou rid the earth of a wrong
And heal the woe and the sorrow my heart hath endured o'er long?"
Then Sigurd answered: "Much wrong has been thine and exceeding evil has thy kinsman been to thee. Make me, therefore, a sword by thy craft, such as none has ever been made before; and with it I will go forth to slay this mighty dragon."
"Trust me well in that task," said Regin, "and with that same sword shalt thou slay Fafnir."
Chapter XVIII
How Sigurd Slew the Dragon
This is the tale the Northmen tell of how Sigurd slew
Fafnir and Regin with the Magic Sword.
