All of the High Millinars have their own legion to lead, and they were scattered across their High Lords' territory and even beyond to handle specific matters. High Millinars are the elites, people who were not only strong but also trustworthy.
Out of her peers, High Millinar Angela knew High Millinar Vlaos the most.
Not only did she like him the most, but she also worked together with him the most.
It was no exaggeration to assume that she knew High Millinar Vlaos' personality the most.
And she was certain that there was no world—or reality where High Millinar Vlaos would lay his hand on his comrades unless he was forced to do that by High Lord Ursa. Right now, with the Purgation Duel ongoing, it didn't make sense for High Lord Ursa to tell him to harm High Lord Julas.
So, there can only be one explanation.
"Someone is controlling him!" She exclaimed in horror.
"What…?" High Millinar Julas gasped in shock, even though his voice came out weak. "How?"
