"I refuse!"
"What?... Why?" Saint Wazir was taken aback by the instant rejection of the position most men would kill for.
Sylvester was cursing the man internally, not just him but his last five generations. 'This bastard, he thinks I will fall for his puny schemes? I smell all your schemes. The sourness of lies, the feeling of excitement and also anxiety.'
Sylvester had understood this was a test as Saint Wazir emitted the emotion of lies when he said Sylvester was appointed as Cardinal Suprima. It was a position given to the Cardinals while he was a simple Priest. Like hell he could skip three highly important and complex ranks for no apparent reason.
Hence, he reckoned something was going on behind the scenes, and it was best to just reject it. But, he had to give a good reason as well.
