Blue Archive Kivotos Novels & Stories

Alaric said from the side of the pool. Violet held her breath and went back into the pool. Alaric was surprised. What sort of lunatic was this girl with purple hair? He looked into the pool and shook his head when he saw that she was looking for her wig. Alaric shook his head and sighed. “Keitan's killer association has really lost their touch, how can they send such a weakling here.” Violet seemed to have no intent of going back up, she kept going down and it was beginning to annoy Alaric. He lifted his finger and Violet was pulled out of the water and onto the spot beside Alaric's feet.

But instead of the familiar ID flashing Victoria’s name, he received a message from an unknown number. Unknown number: Hi! Unknown number: Blue Alex immediately sat up, memories of him actually giving Seb his contact flashing back. He felt his heartbeat quicken as he waited for more messages from him and on getting none, texted him back. “Shit.” Alex: My name’s Alex Alex: not Blue. Unknown number: Hope you got home safely... Unknown number: …Blue? Alex literally rolled his eyes. He was tired. Too tired to argue. Alex: Yes, I did. Thank you.

Seth said. June raised his eyebrows at him. “What surprise?” “Meet me at Blue Lotus in two hours,” Seth smiled, “or we can go together.” “Blue Lotus?” June asked, “It’s a green area right?” Seth nodded. “Fine, I will do my morning duties and come. I will be done after an hour or so. Do you want go together?” June asked. Seth’s red eyes sparkled as he smiled at June’s offer. “I would love to.”

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Frost asked, mocking Darick. “Let him finish,” Gael groaned in displeased. “She let someone made it as a tribute to her son Alexie, and now is displayed at the Museum of Virginia or maybe someone had destroyed it.” Darick shrugged. "Whatever." “And?” Iris asked. “This.” Darick opened the silverwork and showed the rectangular-shaped blue stone in his palm. “That’s it?” I asked. “There is something more.” The excitement in his voice was palpable. “Cut the crap. Tell us what’s so important in that pendant, small D,” Frost snickered.