All of this was because his strength was too weak.
Until his background was clear, Toru still did not know who his enemy was.
He could only try to improve his own strength.
After the death of the first dragon king, Toru had nothing to lose.
At the same time, Beelzebub had long ended her activities in the room. Through the magic mirror that lit up in her hand, she secretly observed Toru's actions.
Seeing Toru repeating his monotonous and somewhat cruel torture, Beelzebub could not help but sigh.
However, she was full of praise for Toru.
"It seems that this newly-recruited family member is not bad. His style of doing things suits my taste."
Beelzebub sighed when she saw Gabrielle's self-detonation.
"Sigh, he is still a little indecisive. He might backfire at the critical moment.
"I keep feeling that the dragon from the Dragon Race named Gabrielle is a little strange."