"Will this be enough?" Eirian asked, his voice steady as he handed over a bag of coins to Housemaster Cecillion.
"It is more than enough, Prince Eirian. I will see to it that all the items you requested shall be prepared and ready by tomorrow. As for your uniforms..." Housemaster Cecillion studied the paper handed to him, a rough sketch of their unique design on it.
"...Are you quite sure about this? This is a rather unique idea, and I have never seen a team come up with this kind of plan for a team uniform. It may be greeted with some criticism and prejudice."
Eirian blinked and glanced at Azrael, who stood beside him. Azrael smiled confidently, giving Eirian a reassuring thumbs up. 'I'm sure this is the right decision,' Eirian thought, nodding in return before turning back to Cecillion.
