男人的手像一个大铁钳一样擎住黎鸦的胳膊，拽着她来到一个向下倾斜的宽大木板旁，她注意到上面有几个用于固定的装置。

她不知道这是要干什么，但是光看上去就很恐怖。

黎鸦：“Wait, wait! What is this? Why? What did I do? Just tell me what you need me to do—I'll do it, I swear! I’m loyal to you, just like I am to Moonlord, with all my heart! Tell me what you want, and I’ll do whatever it takes!（等一下，等一下！这是干什么？为什么？我做什么了？还是需要我做什么？我一定照做。我对您就像对月主一样，都是一心一意的。您要我做什么您告诉我，我一定在所不辞。）”

Pukia：“Tell me what you did with the camera.（你刚才在那儿对相机做了什么？）”

黎鸦：“I- I really- I did nothing.（我- 我真的- 我什么也没干。）”

Pukia冲男人扬了扬下巴。男人接到指令，抬起黎鸦“啪”的一声把她拍到木板上。大脑的瞬间撞击让她的世界充满了混沌和嗡鸣，她忘我地死命挣扎，完全失去了策略性，甚至都忘了是谁在面前 。

男人一只手固定住她的腰，另一只手抓住她的一只手要伸进锁套里。这种对自由的彻底钳制让她为自己的生命狠命尖叫出来，眼泪也一起飚出。

黎鸦：“I deleted them! I deleted them all! I lied, I lied to you before!（我删了，我把它们都删了。我骗了你，我之前骗了你！）”

她的两只手已经全部被固定住，不住地喘着粗气。

Pukia示意男人停手。

Pukia：“Why did you delete them?（你为什么要删它们？）”

黎鸦：“Because I like him, and there were videos of him. I was scared that would upset you.（因为我喜欢他。那里都是我拍的关于他的视频。我害怕你看到会不开心。）”

Pukia：“ Videos of whom？（谁的录像？）”

黎鸦：“Chang- Feiward.（常- Feiward。）”

Pukia：“Why do you think that would upset me?（为什么你觉得我看到会不开心？）”

黎鸦：“Because I need to be loyal to Moonlord. I can’t love anyone else. I'm scared that you would tell on me.（因为我要对月主忠诚。我不能爱上其他人。我怕你会向他告我的状。）”

她决定先用一个最正确的说辞试探一下。

Pukia：“Moonlord? I don’t give a f*ck about him, sweetheart.（月主？他算个屁啊，我才不在乎他呢亲爱的。）”

黎鸦：“And... I just felt that you don’t want me to have anything to do with him. I don’t want you to know that I like him.（而且我也觉得你不想让我和他有关系。我不想让你知道我喜欢他。 ）”

Pukia：“Let her off.（把她放下来吧。）”

男人解开了松绑，黎鸦骨头像被一根根抽走了似的，“扑通”一声跪在地上，又蹭到Pukia脚下。她抱住她的小腿，声泪俱下。

黎鸦：“I shouldn’t lie to you. Please, please, let me go! I don’t like him anymore. I swear to God, I won’t talk to him or even look at him. Please, let me go! I’ll do anything you want!（我不应该跟您撒谎。求您了，求您了，让我走吧！我再也不喜欢他了，我对天发誓，我再也不跟他说话了，连看我都不看他了。求您了，让我走吧！我会做您想让我做的任何事的！）

Pukia：“You said that.（既然你这么说的话。）”