"I am appointing you as the Grand Crusader. Your duties shall be similar to what you were supposed to do as a Sanctum Inspector, but at the same time, you shall have the authority to hold the trials of the Crusaders who do any wrong. For this, you shall be given an army of a thousand that shall follow you everywhere. Not only will it help you fight in your various assignments, but it will also help you in any battle you must go through."
'A double-edged sword, huh? Who knows who will be the spy for the council in the group of a thousand? But why is he giving me this much power? To judge over crusaders would mean I can judge over nobles who join the crusade too.' Sylvester's thoughts were filled with confusion about this sudden appointment.
He bowed his head and accepted the appointment. "I shall not disappoint you, your eminence."
"I know you won't, son. Now go and prepare your team. Speak with Saint Wazir; he will assign you a unit."
