Mithril was something often mentioned in novels from his previous life—an absolutely high-end, precious metal.
Though he did not know whether the mithril from those novels could be compared to the mithril of this world, it was certain that mithril was more advanced than steel.
The only thing that puzzled Nalant was that he seemed never to have heard of Golden Sprites before. Weren't mineral sprites all Yellow Sprites?
Bernard could tell what he was thinking from his expression and immediately laughed. "Of course, this is only speculation, Nalant. You needn't take it too seriously. At the very least, neither the king nor any of us earls have ever seen a Golden Sprite!"
So even the great nobles had never seen one?
Nalant now understood that it was not simply because he was ignorant and poorly informed.
Still, this only made him more curious. "My Lord Earl, since Golden Sprites have never appeared on this continent, how did the old king see one?"
"Nalant, I was curious about that too and asked His Majesty. But His Majesty said that the old king had merely written such a passage rather abruptly in his autobiographical notes, without saying where he had seen it!"
"Still, no matter what, developing your territory properly is what matters most right now, Nalant. Don't overthink it. The church may be powerful, but taking down our Onyx Principality will not be so easy. Otherwise, they would not have remained dormant until now."
"Yes, My Lord Earl!" Nalant nodded in reply.
As for his doubts, he could only suppress them for now and investigate them when he had the chance in the future.
The appearance of mages, along with the seagoing ship he had found on the shore back then, all indicated that this world was actually vast and