The Loss.

Master Sylvia suddenly stopped walking as she said 

"I don't know." 

"What?" John asked 

Without saying anything else, Master Sylvia continued to walk. They were right outside of the mansion and were heading to their carriage, Other nobles could be seen heading home too. 

Some crying, some traumatised, others in rage. They seemed to be complaining to the royal knights who were late to party. 

The sun had set it was dark out, the entire garden and area around the mansion was lit up by a strong light 

The one who was taking most of the complaints, was the same guy from before. The one who John assumed to be the leader. 

But while all of this happened, John felt as if time had stopped. He wasn't interested in it nor did he care to check. 

The only things which he could think of was the words his Master had just told him. 

[I don't know?] 

"O-Oi... Ma-master... You're joke- joking right...?" John asked