However, the spread of the Grim Reaper's belief was nothing more than a trivial matter for Arthur's territory nowadays. After all, there are many Divine Spirits in this world, and spreading belief is their instinct. Now that the Grim Reaper has ascended to the Divine Position, it's only natural for his belief to be disseminated widely.
For ordinary folks, this period may well be the happiest time in their lives, as Arthur's diligence had greatly improved their living conditions.
Time flows like water, and several years flicker by in an instant. For Divine Spirits, these years might only equate to a brief nap, but for the ordinary people living on the earth, these years are sufficient to overturn their lives completely.
Arthur was walking down the streets of his territory. His once tender face had matured, adorned with a beard, and his entire being exuded an air of dignity that made everyone who saw him lower their proud heads involuntarily.