Most of those who believe in it are children. As for Ian, Ian leans more towards the theory of bloodline research, where certain abilities or traits of fantastic beasts might have transferred to humans, thus resulting in wizards.
This involves the realm of Alchemy.
And that group of future gods, the black-robed wizards, seemed to be validating this theory. However, it wasn't until Ian set foot on this island that he suddenly realized.
Perhaps.
The origins of wizards might not be singular.
For instance, the hybrid theory.
Could it be born on this island?
No one knows. Some theories suggest that the first wizards might be descendants of hybrids between fantastic beasts and humans. For example, some fantastic beasts with special abilities might have combined with humans in a certain way, giving their descendants magic abilities. Just like certain families possessing unique magical talents.
Such as the Phoenix Affinity of the Dumbledore Clan and the Snake-man of the Slytherin Clan, these talents might be a reflection of the bloodline heritage of fantastic beasts from Ancient Times.
They need to have hybrids with fantastic beasts. Originally it was the most absurd theory, but seeing the relationship between people and fantastic beasts here, Ian was unsure.
Things like hugs and kisses and lifting each other high in the air are commonplace.
"Oh my god, is this really what I'm supposed to see?" Ian also saw a man dressing a humanoid fantastic beast as a girl, taking it out shopping.
One has to admit.
It's truly terrifying upon reflection.
"Let me take you on a tour of our world." Xiao Ya didn't know what kind of shock Ian's little heart experienced, as she displayed her warm hospitality.
As morning light spilled onto the cobblestone streets, Ian followed Xiao Ya into the town and saw a pumpkin carriage rushing by, pulled by a large group of lightning deer.
Each wore a refined leather bridle.
"Make way, make way!"
The coachman shouted.
"The freshly shipped Thunder Dragon Eggs need to be rushed to the incubation site!"
He seemed to be racing against time. Ian stuck close to the wall, looking at the five watermelon-sized eggs stacked inside the carriage, each surface flickering with dangerous static sparks.
"That's the town's express delivery."
Xiao Ya proudly introduced.
"It's three times faster than ordinary chocobos!"
Her words shook Ian deeply once again, as if he had traveled to a new world—could it be that the Titan truly found from somewhere a gaming console that shouldn't belong to this world?
Or even this timeline? Sunlight shone through the leaves onto Xiao Ya's face, reflecting her bright eyes. Ian followed her, weaving through narrow and ancient streets, surrounded by stone and wood-constructed houses, with roofs covered in thick thatch.
Turning the corner.
In front of a tree house adorned with a "Post and Intelligence" sign, a dozen or so different bird species of fantastic beasts were queuing. At the front, a large-beaked bird was categorizing letters and stuffing them into its belly pouch.
The adjacent sign detailed:
「For urgent items, please contact Lightning Express (additional fee)」
「For fragile goods, recommend reinforced transport」
「Letters of love suggest choosing special colorful birds (success rate +30%)」
One has to admit.
This era's civilization might not be highly developed, but in terms of advertising, it's no less than later generations' commercials.
"That's my cousin's partner, who last year passed the town's civil service exam." Xiao Ya pointed at an owl night hawk stamping papers, "Now working at the post office, earning lots of money for my cousin daily."
There's actually currency.
And even ways for fantastic beasts to go out and earn money.
One has to admit.
Ian was greatly shocked.
「Cold Medicine—Effects in seven seconds」
「Hair Growth Potion—Refund if ineffective」
「Love Potion—Side effect: grows pig's nose, use with caution」
The pharmacy entrance was even more exciting.
The most primitive magic potion seems to have already been born in this world.
No need for any Ritual Magic.
Purely handmade magic potions.
They might even use some fantastic beasts' mouths.
A doctor was using different fantastic beasts to examine patients, each fantastic beast resembling a type of detection instrument, Ian had no clue how such development emerged—the most enjoyable was a turtle, its shell opened revealing various herbs fermenting inside.
The air was filled with a mixture of earth, barbecued meat, and floral scents, as if the entire town immersed itself in a blend of primitive and natural essence.
"This is our town—Wind Bell Town." Xiao Ya introduced proudly while walking, "Here, every family has its own fantastic beast partner."
Ian glanced around, indeed observing many residents accompanied by diverse creatures: winged lizards circling in the sky, a creature resembling a cat yet covered in scales squatting at a doorway, and even an elderly woman leading a three-headed snake by their side.
"Maybe not just partners?"
Ian continued pondering deeply within the terrifying thoughts.
While conversing, they reached a bustling marketplace. The central square's morning market was in full swing, vendors shouting, holding various peculiar goods.
The wooden stalls were neatly aligned, vendors loudly hawking. A merchant with feathered headgear was selling herbs that glowed: "Magic medicine for healing scratches! Ten shells apiece!" Next to the blacksmith shop, a blacksmith was hammering on a glowing metal piece, sparks flying.
That is Magic Potion Materials.
Or extremely powerful Magic Potion Materials.
Ian could distinctly sense the magic power within but couldn't effectively discern it; evidently a once-extinct but formidable Magic Potion Material.
If it weren't for feeling it couldn't be brought back.
In truth, Ian wanted to buy a few.
"This stone... glows?"
Ian pointed at the blacksmith shop's raw ore.
He felt the magic power on the blacksmith-used mineral.
Xiao Ya nodded, "The metals on our island all glow, that's 'Star Meteorite Iron,' once a bit contaminates, even mushrooms can serve as lamps!"
Such an indescribable metaphor, indeed, she pointed at the mushroom lamps sold at the stall, sure enough, the orange-red fungi emitted a soft glow.
Ian sensed the most primitive way of using magic materials. Right, since the bodies of people here indeed don't contain magic, it couldn't possibly be used like wizards utilizing those Treasures of Heaven and Earth.
Simply put.
With sufficient abundance.
Indeed, even those without magic understand how to exploit the most primitive magic—including help from fantastic beasts.
"What's over there?"
Ian's gaze was drawn to a boisterous fish vendor—a bushy-bearded middle-aged man commanding thirteen tentacled octopuses to simultaneously butcher fish, package, and collect money for customers. The most remarkable was the octopus in the middle wearing gold-rimmed glasses, using its tentacles to clack on an abacus.
"That's a smart octopus, its arithmetic far exceeds ordinary people." Xiao Ya whispered, "Last year's town mental arithmetic champion was an octopus disguised as human."
She narrated a tale of cheating.
With reflective tone.
Ian couldn't fathom what kind of scene this was supposed to be. Ian noted some stalls were actually run by fantastic beasts! A broom-tailed fox sat behind the counter, using its paw to make change for customers. Another turtle-like creature with mushrooms on its shell was selling soup.
It brewed a fragrant stew using the mushrooms on its back.
This... is too unscientific?"
Ian murmured.
As if he had already eaten mushrooms from Yunnan himself. In his view, the harmonious scene seemed not only bizarre but evoked an unspeakable odd feeling.
Of course.
Perhaps Newt would feel at home here. This seemed like the utopia that someone like Newt would most want to see, a harmonious society fully integrated between humans and fantastic beasts.