The Plea Part III
“Ah… the French grandmother.”
He muttered while recalling what Waree had told him not so long ago. This lady named ‘Elise’ was what the Pride’s supercomputer, the ‘Alice System’, derived from.
“Is this Alice? She’s really pretty.” He stroked his lips. “I understand now where Nam and Ms. Nittaya got their beauty from.”
He looked at the next photo.
There were not only Mr. Payu and his wife anymore.
This one was of a group of people. And they were super familiar to him. From the far left, it was Sander, his teacher. He looked a lot younger than now, but Wisana remembered the face very well. Next to him was the lady with unique silver hair, Viola. She was arguing with a short-haired man in a white robe. He remembered that he had seen this man in some old photos and a book about the Bunny Burner guild in the Pride’s library.
“Winter?”
Wisana said the name out loud.