After word got out that the Flower Cards were in limited supply, even more people would come rushing to buy them.
Three thousand Flower Cards, at three per person, meant one thousand buyers.
Considering that quite a few sixth-years were not in the Castle, preparations for one thousand people would definitely be more than enough.
If any students wanted to collect Flower Cards, they might even ask others to buy them on their behalf.
Of course, none of that was a bad thing.
It had never been realistic for everyone to have a Flower Card. If the academy distributed them directly to every student, it would feel forced and could easily provoke resistance, weakening the Flower Cards' effect.
Therefore, his goal from the beginning had only been to get Flower Cards into as many people's hands as possible.
Judging by the current sales frenzy, if all went smoothly, this small goal could basically be achieved by the end of the weekend.
By then, never mind how much Moon-version Bliss he could harvest from it—the "Cultivator" hiding within the academy would very likely reveal a clue as well.
According to Professor Medea's prophecy, they would have to go through several twists and turns in this matter before uncovering the truth.
In that case, the first traces should be appearing soon.
He had a feeling that the plan to use Flower Cards to find the initial target might truly succeed.
After ten that night, Josie opened her eyes inside Cofagrigus's coffin. Like a Vampire, she pushed open the lid and sat up.
Since she had laid bedding inside the coffin before going to sleep, she had slept fairly comfortably.
After getting up, she habitually looked inward to inspect the condition of the Underworld Flame.
Over the nearly past week, most of