Old White's face twisted with conflict at those words. However, with Nalant's warning hanging over him, he naturally did not dare lie.
After a pause, Old White finally spoke with difficulty. "My lord, when ordinary girls become... Daughters of Misfortune, most of them develop a fever. While they have that fever, if you look into their eyes, you can see a very, very faint golden ring amid their pain!"
"That was how I determined that Bessie might become a Daughter of Misfortune!"
"Oh?" Nalant had not expected the method to be so simple.
But that was not his fault. After all, he had only met Vivian and Sherry after they had become Daughters of Luck.
Of course, from this answer, Nalant was now one hundred percent certain that Old White was no ordinary man.
"Very good, Old White. Now tell me why you know such things! Even nobles know nothing of this. I don't believe you're just an ordinary serf!"
Having said that, Nalant fixed Old White with a hard stare.
"My lord, the reason I know these things is simple: I came from another continent!"
"You came from another continent? Where?" Nalant was utterly fired up now.
Though there was already much evidence that this world had other continents, Nalant had no way of knowing where exactly they were.
If they lay across the sea from them like North America in his past life, then even knowing about them would do him no good. With the current level of technology, rather than risk crossing an ocean, he might as well stay honestly in his territory and enjoy a peaceful country life.
But now that White had been able to come from another continent, Nalant felt that this unknown land was probably not as far away as he had imagined.