A quarter later, Ezpan knelt down again, his expression returning to normal from the trance of the baptism. Xiulote looked at him, his smile gently deciding his fate.
"Ezpan, you have shown your ability and loyalty, but it is not enough. The position of Legion Commander for the new army has already been determined in advance, and with your qualifications, it is not possible for you to take on that role. However, as long as you do what you should do, and continue to prove your devotion to the gods, there will be a new starting point! Train the Spear Legion well, and once the legion is formally established, I promise you the position of Vice Legion Commander!"
Listening to His Highness's decision, Ezpan's expression first darkened, then lit up with surprise, shining bright with hope. He mumbled "uh-huh" a couple of times, at a loss for words, then knelt down forcefully, banging his head on the ground with loud thuds.