Harlia Dagarus. The Admiral.
The woman ruling over the ten Marshals was laughing her ass off on the table.
The other Marshals watched her with no expressions and seeing Harlia laughing at Pablo's joke about Luther's wife and mother, Luther lowered his head.
Pablo, however, had no idea what to show on his face.
Should he also laugh? Should he just smile? Or should he just act like the other Marshals?
In the end, Pablo decided to remain nonchalant and let the Woman finish her laugh.
Eventually, Harlia calmed down.
She had tears in her eyes.
"That was good. Really."
Pablo bowed his head. He didn't know what else to do other than that.
Harlia finally became normal to have a conversation and darted her eyes at Luther.
"You want me to punish him?" She asked, standing up on the table.
"Yes. He insulted my family." Luther wanted Pablo's punishment.
"But didn't you start it?" Harlia asked.
Luther frowned. "I never said anything about his family, Admiral."
