"Gran, you're finally going to help me deal with Mechikkapula."
"Cut the chatter. Take me to where he's sealed. The sooner I kill him, the sooner I can get back."
"Hehe, I'll take you right now. Follow me."
Two figures sped through the Space-Time Tunnel.
They were Gran and Kronoa.
After a while, Gran noticed something wrong with their route. "I thought you were taking me to where Mechikkapula is sealed. Why does it feel like we're heading for the Time Realm?"
"You're right. We're going back to the Time Realm first."
"Why?"
"I need to pick something up."
"..."
Gran was puzzled, but he said nothing more and stayed close behind Kronoa.
Before long, they returned to the Time Realm.
The Time Realm looked just as it had before. The little town was a lovely place.
As soon as Kronoa landed, she ran toward the Chronicle Vault.
Gran followed at an easy pace, his hands behind his back.
As he walked, he looked around the Time Realm, but still saw no other members of the Time Patrol.
No wonder Kronoa keeps saying problems with time and space don't come up often, Gran thought.
After a short walk, Gran and Kronoa reached the Chronicle Vault.
"Come in with me."
Kronoa led Gran up the steps and through the doors into the Chronicle Vault.
It was Gran's second visit. The first time he had come here, Kronoa had retrieved a Time Ring for him.
"Huh? The Time King isn't here again!"
Kronoa glanced around, disappointed.
"What exactly are you here to get?"
Gran was curious about the mysterious Time King, but he hadn't seen him on either of his previous visits. He wasn't getting his hopes up.
"A Time Scroll. I need the one that records Mechikkapula's seal before I can