Humans and Fantastic Beasts lived in harmony.
Even Ian, a Legendary Wizard, could not help but remark that it was unscientific.
"What isn't scientific? And... what is science?" Xiaoya did not understand Ian's remark at all. Although Ian was speaking their language, some of the phrases he used were entirely unfamiliar to her.
Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked.
"Uh... nothing."
Ian waved his hand. He had no grand ambition to popularize science in ancient times. As he looked around, however, the doubts in his heart only grew stronger.
The more he thought about it, the less he understood. What sort of mental state had the Titan cast out by the Titan clans been in to create such a Pocket Dimension?
Looking at the bustling crowd and the colorful buildings before him,
Ian could sense the prosperity and happiness of this clan. Though they possessed no great power themselves, their standard of living and state of mind were far better than those of the Zeus Clan in the outside world.
"This way, come take a look at our beautiful clothes." Xiaoya could be considered a qualified free guide. She was exceptionally warm toward Ian, this outsider of unknown origin.
She had no guard up at all.
The two entered an inn called Tide House. Its signboard bore the image of an owl with a feathered tail—said to be Night Plume, the island's most common Guardian Spirit beast.
The inn was warmly furnished. Handwoven tapestries hung from the walls, and a long wooden table stood in one corner, where several travelers were gathered around steaming food.
"Welcome to Tide House!"
The owner was an old man with a grizzled beard and a flower growing from his head. He wore a robe patterned with waves, and his gaze immediately fell upon