I entered Beelzebub's room and pleaded with him to release me so I could find my friends. However, Beelzebub refused, saying, "Don't bother me," which left me feeling frustrated and defeated.
"What's his deal?" I mumbled, tears welling up in my eyes. Does he see me as a weak girl? I recalled hearing him tell Madam Jenna that I was weak because I couldn't fight him without getting killed, and defeating Lucifer would be a problem for me.
After years of training, I still wasn't strong enough. Maybe, at some point, he was right. It reminded me of when I was just a child, getting bullied by my schoolmates who called me a weak princess. I never won a fight and was always very scared. But now, it's different. I can take down thousands of demons within seconds.
June stood beside me, her
