The morning light pierced through the smoke-filled air.
Coating Ian's silhouette with a layer of golden edge.
He descended slowly.
The air around him seemed to burn and distort.
Thunder rumbled softly.
As if an invisible force was clearing a path for him.
"Actually, it was the dragon's attack that caused the static. I didn't expect this dragon to have some thunder attribute magic. Could it also have been influenced by the elements of this island's pocket monsters?"
Ian slowly descended next to the fountain in the town's central plaza—or rather, where the fountain used to be. Now only a melted bronze statue and boiling pool remained.
The entire town was plunged into an eerie silence.
"Oh! My God! It's that boy who saved us!"
"That boy must be a legendary level fantastic beast, only a legendary level fantastic beast has such mighty power. He easily dealt with that evil spirit."
"I want his wand! I mean the one in his hand!"
...
The crowd began to stir, whispers of discussions rising and falling.
A powerful silver giant wolf named "Frost Shadow Beast" lay quietly on the ground.
Its eyes gleamed with an awe-inspiring glow.
Another fiery red fox-like creature named "Flame-tailed Fox" also ceased its agitation, the flames on its tail slightly retracting, as if sensing an existence far beyond its understanding.
"He...he turned the ancient giant dragon..." The blacksmith's beard trembled like reeds in the wind, as if witnessing a more artistic use of fire "into fireworks?"
This description caused the silent crowd to explode with excitement again.
"Did you see that? That fire crow!"
"One move! Just one move!"
"In my dreams, don't I look like that too?"
...
Xiao Ya and Odin were the first to rush through the crowd. The little boy's eyes lit up like the entire starry sky, he looked at Ian, who was slowly descending from the sky, with excitement.
"I want to be a wizard too! Please, teach me, teach me!"
This truly looked like someone who had found their dream.
"Only by oneself can one become a wizard."
Ian slowly landed in front of the siblings, the afterglow of magic power still lingering on him. He ruffled Odin's hair but gazed thoughtfully at the distant mountains.
"As long as there's a dream, it can happen."
This was clearly Ian instilling some motivational sayings into little Odin.
These words made the little boy jump up and down with excitement.
He really couldn't teach Odin to become a wizard.
Demon Summoning Potion.
It was not perfect.
And it was also a magic potion for future people, who knows if it works on people in this world. Let alone a squib, Ian didn't even sense any magic power fluctuation in Odin, but if this Odin is the future Divine King Odin, then surely he can gain magic power through opportunity in the future.
"Uh-huh!"
Listening to Ian's words, Odin was greatly encouraged.
"You're right, I also want to become a wizard, surely eating more every day will do it, a wizard is my pursuit! You're awesome!" He imitated Ian's gesture of waving the magic wand.
His little face turned red.
"Wizard, is a wizard a kind of evolution, turning humans into fantastic beasts?" Xiao Ya tilted her head in confusion, stubbornly maintaining her perception of the world.
"Or is that actually a name for a legendary level fantastic beast?"
Xiao Ya's acceptance of Ian's wizard identity was clearly not as high as her brother's, her worldview hadn't been effectively updated, her thinking confined to the original framework.
She then began to think Ian might be a legendary level fantastic beast.
Ian was quite helpless about this.
"Indeed, there are views that consider wizards as a type of fantastic beast. Whether wizards belong to fantastic beasts has always been controversial. Some scholars think humans are a type of animal, so wizards in humans are actually animals with special bloodlines, which could be considered part of fantastic beasts?"
He could only use some future doctrines to forcibly incorporate the existence of wizards into Xiao Ya's worldview, which made Xiao Ya somewhat understand it.
"Can I really be a wizard?"
Odin came closer again.
"Yes." Ian nodded, "And I believe, someday in the future, you will become someone amazing. Perhaps, even more powerful than me."
These words seemed to ignite a fire in Odin's heart, he stood upright, raised his hands high, and shouted, "I want to be a wizard! A real wizard! Did you hear that?!"
The surrounding residents, who snapped back to reality and crowded around, began to laugh. Some patted his shoulder, some brushed his hair, their eyes full of warmth and encouragement.
They didn't understand what a wizard is.
However.
That doesn't mean they don't respect a child's dream. These residents didn't seem to fear the strong, perhaps because of their simple minds, one by one they began to express gratitude to Ian and to praise Ian's strength.
A grandma who sold potions squeezed to the front with her fantastic beast, holding a cup of colorful liquid with vines: "Child! Try my special vitality potion!"
"Make way, make way!" A chef waving a cooking spoon squeezed in too, a plate of freshly roasted dragon meat balanced on his wings, "Eat while it's hot! Made from the close kin of that dragon!"
These people were genuinely grateful to Ian.
None of the instinctual fear and dread one might expect after seeing a powerful being. How should I put it, living in such a loving environment, even Tom Riddle might become a good person?
A good person similar to those from the homeland.
"Thank you, child, you are our hero." The mayor of this small town—a man in his sixties yet spirited and lively, leaned on a wooden staff carved with runes and walked over slowly. He wore a deep blue robe, with a pendant made of dragon scales hanging on his chest, his gaze carrying a bit of wisdom and experience.