"Is this okay now?"
Natalie, who felt like she was being forced into service, asked.
But Murphy frowningly stared at the overly crude chest in front of him and shook his head, saying,
"No, it's too ordinary, lacking the opulence and allure that a 'Treasure Chest' should have. Work on the details more and put the Natural Holy Emblem of the Avalon God on it."
"My God's Sacred Emblem isn't meant for you to use on things like this! It's nearly blasphemous."
Natalie complained.
However, under the profound gaze emanating from the center of the cloth wrapped around Murphy's face, she had no choice but to comply with the lord's tedious requests, using her Natural Psychic Power to continue manipulating vines and trees. After three more rounds of "post-production modifications," Murphy finally nodded in satisfaction.
What appeared before him was a cubic wooden chest.
