"Mom... Commander, why did you stop me?"
Chrono hurried into the room, pushed open the door, and immediately questioned the green-haired woman when he saw her.
"Isn't it the Time-Space Administration Bureau's duty to mediate disputes, prevent dimensional quakes, and collect ancient relics?"
"That is indeed correct."
Facing Chrono's question, the woman sitting in the chair—Lindy Harrowin—nodded.
"Then we..."
"Calm down, Chrono."
Lindy smiled gently and raised a hand to stop her son from going any further.
"You're right, and so are we. But the other side is right as well."
"..."
Chrono looked at Lindy, feeling as though he could not quite process what he had heard.
"What... does that mean?"
"The Time-Space Administration Bureau is indeed an organization that mediates disputes and manages the Dimensional World."
Lindy smiled faintly at her son.
"However, as they said, strictly speaking, Earth is not within the Time-Space Administration Bureau's jurisdiction. And now that this organization called the Heavenly Dao Palace has appeared and stopped our operation, we cannot simply act on our own. After all, entering someone else's home without the owner's permission is hardly a friendly gesture."
"Then what should we do, Commander?"
"I'll speak personally with the leader of the Heavenly Dao Palace and explain the Time-Space Administration Bureau to them. Perhaps the two sides can cooperate."
Lindy had made this decision because she had tried to scan Fang Zheng's power when he appeared. As a result, the magic-measuring equipment aboard the Asra had immediately crashed. Because of that, Lindy instantly realized that this young man who had suddenly appeared was not someone to provoke lightly. To keep her hot-blooded son from saying something foolish, she had hurriedly ordered Chrono to withdraw.
"I'll report this matter to the Time-Space Administration Bureau headquarters, and then... we'll see what to do