Exposing the Kidnappers

Tristan followed the unsuspecting rabbit around the shopping center. Suddenly he stopped, for he could see that the target had come to meet a young female rabbit.

The two were blushing and then the target rabbit held the hands of the female rabbit and the two began strolling around the shopping center. Tristan smiled. He took a few photographs as proof of the mission, with this he was already done.

Then the two began going to a darker area. Tristan was in a dilemma. Should he follow them or not? He didn't want to interrupt their... ahem...special moment.

Tristan decided not to invade their privacy as they were heading around a corner, but he suddenly saw three other rabbits following the two lovers. Frowning, Tristan followed the group of three suspicious rabbits.

When the two innocent rabbits were still holding hands behind a wall, looking to kiss, the three rabbits suddenly surrounded them.

The target rabbit, angrily tried to protect his little girlfriend from the three rabbits who were now wielding daggers. However a sudden turn of events occured as the girlfriend rabbit started laughing.

The target was shocked. The girl rabbit suddenly had an evil grin on her face. "You are really an idiot. Did you think that I would fall for a weakling like you? This was all a trap to catch you!"

Tristan was stunned. What is this betrayal drama scene? This girlfriend is actually the lynchpin of the kidnappers? Even rabbits will catfish now, Tristan shook his head with sadness for the tragedy of the principal's student's brother.

The girl and the other three rabbits then tied up the target and carried him off. Tristan obviously followed the group back to the lair. The place was actually an old home at the border of the human town. Tristan quickly called up the old rabbit and informed him of the location.

Tristan then followed the group of four rabbits into the house, where there was a staircase leading to an underground cellar. Inside the cellar there were at least five other rabbits, tied up in chains and there was a human with an eye patch sitting on a rocking chair, laughing.

The four rabbits brought in the tied up target rabbit and threw him to the ground. His eyes were filled with rage, but unfortunately he was tied up.

The eye patch human spoke up. "Good job. I will be able to sell these in the slave market for a good amount of money. Nobles like these rabbit clans."

The three rabbits bowed to the eye patch man. "Yes captain." While the female rabbit was cozying up to the human. The man smiled. "Lily, you have done a good job."

However, at that moment a voice sounded out. "First be sure that you've wiped off all tracks before complimenting your minions."

The rabbits and the man looked around. "Who!?"

However that was the last word he said, for a darkness shrouded them as a shadow quickly attacked and subdued the five of them. Soon a group of rabbits led by the old rabbit also arrived.

The shadow was obviously Tristan. He looked at pointed at the group. The kidnapped rabbits were freed.

Tristan spoke. "That eye patch human is probably a pirate, I'm guessing he smuggles rabbit clan members to the Pirate World. I will report this to the human government to crack down on the this kind of trade."

The old rabbit bowed. "You have my thanks, human."

The target rabbit suddenly spoke up. "Thank you human. My sister is in the human world, I will tell her to give you a gift." Then he looked at the female rabbit with hate. "I knew it. I can never trust girls! I was stupid for trying it out!"

Tristan coughed. What kind of lesson was this guy learning?

Tristan had completed his mission and so decided to return to Earth and to Coastal City. When he returned, it was time for the opening ceremony and he was late.

Tristan arrived at the university and found that the crowd was gathered in the auditorium. So he made his way there to find that a person was droning ad nauseam on the stage. It was none other than the principal of the special community. Tristan found an empty seat in the back and sat down.

Later, he made his way to the dorm and found, surprisingly that Emily was waiting for him as well as Arthur.

Tristan had a weird look. "Why are you occupying the area outside my door?" He asked.

Emily looked at Tristan. "You feel different."

"What do you mean?" Tristan smirked.

"Are you a ghost?" She asked. "You feel like you are hollow." Then she poked his waist. "Something is weird."

Arthur spoke up. "He isn't hollow, it is like he is invisible."

"You two are acquaintances now?" Tristan asked.

Arthur didn't answer. Instead he asked a question. "Today the principal of the special community was giving us a lecture and specifically took your name. He said you were a talented student and that he had already assigned you a mission which you just completed and that is why you weren't present for the meeting of the special community members."

"Ha? Wasn't he talking about campus discipline or something?" Tristan asked.

"That was the meeting for general students. Before that we had a gathering of all special community students." Emily said.

"Is the principal trying to pit me? I just want to keep a low profile." Tristan said.

"Did he give you a mission or not?" Arthur asked.

"Well... yeah, so what about it? The Academic Alliance is full of missions."

"Tristan I hereby challenge you to a battle in the special community gym. Tomorrow morning. You must not decline it." Arthur said.

"Hehe, I also want to fight you." Emily said.

"What the heck happened?" Tristan asked.

"The principal said that he personally guided you and that who ever beats you will get personal guidance from him as well." Arthur said.

"That principal, he really pitted me!" Tristan sighed.

"Pitted? You ungrateful man. Do you know who the principal is?" Arthur asked.

"No, I don't. I asked him his name, but he just said he was the principal." Tristan said.

"The principal... is Storyteller Aesop, the God level character of the Academic Alliance in the human world. He is also known as the God of Stories. He has practiced a mysterious art he invented called the Art of Stories." Arthur gushed.