Sylvester could already feel the smell of happiness and excitement from the men, so he already knew he had done well.
Saint Wazir spoke this time from his middle seat. "Priest Sylvester, I will be honest. I initially had no confidence in you for this profession—yet I sit here, humbled by your responses. We were under the belief that a man without any experience can not be suitable for this work. But, your responses seem like you've been an inspector your whole life, knowing all the nuances—which is brilliant in our eyes."
Saint Wazir stood up and walked to Sylvester with a paper bag. "After reviewing everything, we deem you more than worthy of this job. And for your first assignment as Sanctum Inspector, you are to catch and kill the heathen."
"Who?"
