"Speaking of which, we've known each other for fifteen years, haven't we?" Libby looked at Carson, her expression carrying a half-smile.

Carson felt uncertain about the other party's standing in Silverboa, so momentarily unsure how to respond. "Indeed, it has been fifteen years," he finally replied, his tone tinged with doubt.

When did Libby become connected with Silverboa? Just contemplating it made him feel as though he had been shortsighted. Sid was no exception. Carson realized that Libby's presence hinted at Silverboa's infiltration and scheming against Obscura for many years. Yet, they still intended to execute their plans at tonight's party. Who knew if there were others like Libby among the numerous nobles present?

"Fifteen years ago, I arrived alone from Silverboa City to this place. Through the arrangements of various factions, I became one of the nobles of Sandstone. These fifteen years..."

Carson's eyes widened. So she was from Silverboa City? A native? He recalled the