In the face of Roye's questioning, Sylvie in the nightmare never answered.

He merely gave a cold smile, tossed aside the blood-stained whip, and left the battered Saintess behind as he turned and walked out of the dungeon.

Roye was unaware that she was still trapped in a nightmare. She silently endured the torment, gritting her teeth to persevere.

In the pitch-black dungeon, as days passed without an answer, Roye gradually fell into despair. On a stormy night, tormented beyond endurance, she finally took her own life.