"But this time, the Lord himself designed them, did you know that?"
When this news broke, the crowd instantly grew agitated, discussing it animatedly.
"Holy shit, really? Who told you that?"
"Who knows what it looks like?"
"It's designed by the Lord; it must be great!"
No one objected to this claim. Anything from the Lord was considered good, and anyone who dared to say otherwise was asking for a beating.
This wasn't due to oppressive governance but rather their deep-seated trust in the Lord, as always.
After all, no other noble treated them like human beings instead of livestock.
While they were discussing the uniforms, shouts suddenly came from outside.
"Captain! A lumberjack found a white wolf in the forest! It's severely injured and lying on the ground, but still breathing. He's asking what we should do."
A white wolf? Such fur color isn't common.
