"Sir," saith Messire Gawain, "Wherefore make the folk of this castle
such dole, and they of all this land and all this country? For I hear
them weep and beat their palms together on every side."
"Sir," saith he, "I will tell you. King Gurgalain had one only son of
whom he hath been bereft by a Giant that hath done him many mischiefs
and wasted much of his land. Now hath the King let everywhere be cried
that to him that shall bring back his son and slay the Giant he will
give the fairest sword of the world, the which sword he hath, and of
all his treasure so much as he may be fain to take. As at this time,
he findeth no knight so hardy that he durst go; and much more blameth
he his own law than the law of the Christians, and he saith that if any
Christian should come into his land, he would receive him."
Right joyous is Messire Gawain of these tidings, and departeth from the
castle and rideth on until he cometh to the castle of King Gurgalain.
The tidings come to the King that there is a Christian come into his
castle. The King maketh great joy thereof, and maketh him come before
him and asketh him of his name and of what land he is.
"Sir," saith he, "My name is Gawain and I am of the land of King
Arthur."
"You are," saith he, "of the land of the Good Knight. But of mine own
land may I find none that durst give counsel in a matter I have on
hand. But if you be of such valour that you be willing to undertake to
counsel me herein, right well will I reward you. A Giant hath carried
off my son whom I loved greatly, and so you be willing to set your body
in jeopardy for my son, I will give you the richest sword that was ever
forged, whereby the head of S. John was cut off. Every day at right
noon is it bloody, for that at that hour the good man had his head cut
off."
The King made fetch him the sword, and in the first place showeth him
the scabbard that was loaded of precious stones and the mountings were
of silk with buttons of gold, and the hilt in likewise, and the pommel
of a most holy sacred stone that Enax, a high emperor of Rome, made be
set thereon. Then the King draweth it forth of the scabbard, and the
sword came forth thereof all bloody, for it was the hour of noon. And
he made hold it before Messire Gawain until the hour was past, and
thereafter the sword becometh as clear as an emerald and as green. And
Messire looketh at it and coveteth it much more than ever he did
before, and he seeth that it is as long as another sword, albeit, when
it is sheathed in the scabbard, neither scabbard nor sword seemeth of
two spans length.