Raphael had not expected to fully digest the Desire Apostle potion either.
But on reflection, it was perfectly normal. A Desire Apostle brought out the desires in people's hearts, making them do things they normally dared not do and entertain thoughts they normally dared not consider.
Using Control Desire certainly made this easy, but ever since Raphael had begun this scam, he had discovered that drawing out people's desires through deception or temptation digested the Desire Apostle potion more effectively than using Control Desire to achieve the same result.
So, from the moment Raphael began the scam, he stopped actively trying to digest the Desire Apostle potion.
Yet on the very last day, just as he was about to extricate himself from the scam, he had fully digested it. That was an unexpected bonus.
At that thought, Raphael's smile became especially sincere. Watching the nobles and Rich Men continue to dream of the future, he felt that swindling people like this was rather satisfying.
The future Raphael had just envisioned had inflated the twelve partners' desires and ambitions to unprecedented heights. Even the most composed noble would harbor boundless expectations after seeing nearly ten million pounds raised in such a short time, and would join the others in imagining the future.
The banquet did not end until after nine. The nobles and Rich Men took their leave one after another, but left several trusted people behind at 355 King's Road.
After they became partners, Raphael had personally invited them to send these people.
Their main purpose was to take turns guarding the enormous amount of cash, while also keeping one another in check so that no partner could pocket the money. Only their final purpose was to deter outsiders from targeting the foundation. With so many nobles and Rich Men