Your duty is a holy one, the Lord relies on you to bless His Chosen and spread His word deep inside them.
The ceremony has begun and the Supreme Priestess is preparing the initiates. As they all lineup, you notice that there are many more than yesterday, it seems that you have been successful in spreading the Lord's word. The initiates are wearing only the ceremonial robe since they don't need much clothing to receive the holy cream inside of them; they also look very nervous, it seems like it's up to you to calm them down and convince them that they don't have to fear the Lord's blessing.
The Priestess begins to chant, you take it as a hint that is time to start the ritual. You open your robe to reveal the Sacred Sword, the initiates gasp at the presence of your magnificent prolongation like all the others did before them. The Priestess raises her voice, her chant can be heard in the whole hall, some initiates are trembling, while others stare at your Sacred Sword with awe. You turn your gaze at one of the benches who stares back in fear, you decide that she is going to be the first one that receives your sword in her sheath