"...Grand Field Marshal, The Overlord Of Armies!"
Sylvester did not act shocked, nor did he appear happy. He just kept thinking about why such an honour was bestowed upon him. As he knew already, the Gracia Kingdom only had a figurehead as a king. The real ruler was the Church, which decided what the King must do and what policies needed to be accepted. The Pope was directly controlling the King.
'Why does the Pope wish to give me such a rank? Grand Field Marshal is the second highest rank in the Kingdom's military, second only to the King himself. Knowing the King's authority is nonexistent here, I am now indirectly the ruler of Gracia's military. But why?' Sylvester wondered in silence.
He liked the Pope, but he didn't trust the man completely. The latter was one of the strongest beings in the entire world. There were bound to be grand secrets behind the back and likely many secret plots going on as per the command.
