Harlia gave Pablo a task he was most suitable for.
And somehow, no one opposed it.
Pablo turned his gaze at Fozier.
"Don't you want to kill Luther yourself, Marshal?"
"I do. But I would certainly not give him an easy death. So it's really best if you kill him."
Pablo sighed.
"Killing it is then."
He summoned Colt on his hand and jumped down from the stage.
He stood in front of Luther.
The second Marshal had his head down, not really bothered by Pablo standing in front of him.
'Let's get this over with.'
Pablo sat on one knee and grabbed Luther's hairs.
He then raised his head from the ground and now both men were face to face.
Pablo brought his face near Luther's ears and whispered :
"Rest in peace, Luther. Don't regret anything. I don't want you as a ghost."
Luther scoffed. "Heh. Afraid of ghosts?"
"No. It's just… it'll be a hassle to kill a ghost."
Luther laughed.
Luther had no tongue but Pablo could still understand what he was saying.
