The people were silent and just stared at Sylvester. For a few seconds, there was no movement, and the skirmish with the Inquisitors also stopped.
Bam!
But then, one man picked up a stone and threw it at Sylvester. It hit him on his forehead and left a small red mark. It didn't really hurt, but Sylvester still creased one eye more than the other. "If this will calm your hearts and bring you back to the arms of the lord, so be it."
Pa!
"How dare you hit the holy lord?" A woman shouted at the man who threw the stone. She then proceeded to pull the man's ear. "No food for you for three days. Let's go back now. You need to go and find a job again tomorrow."
"M-M-Maaa… but he asked to be it!"
Pa!
