What did it mean to be a professional?
Even the most insignificant things had value to be squeezed out of them.
If they hadn't dangled the carrot of a big favor earlier to spur Jill and her group into action, this Third Apocalypse Knight might not have appeared so quickly.
If the guess was right, the situation before them was fairly simple.
Once they realized they could use her as a bargaining chip, whether they traveled together or split up, at least Lady Jill had come here looking for La Nina and opened the cell before them.
Unfortunately, she hadn't found anything at the time. Disappointed, she'd left without even closing the door properly.
That would explain both the feminine scent and why the door was open.
As for the wanderer before him, he really hadn't lied. From this spot, he could see inside the cell, where there was indeed a set of prison clothes and even the accompanying restraints.
But there was no sign of a corpse, nor even of the Scarlet Angel that had hatched.
One obvious possibility was that the Wanderer Knight, like the Plague Knight before him, had appeared with the Scarlet Angel as his anchor.
It was just that when Jill came to investigate, he was still transforming, so she hadn't noticed anything amiss.
Though the traces she'd left behind after leaving had, in a sense, acted as a catalyst, helping Fu Qian encounter the Third Knight sooner.
One might wonder: wasn't it bad that the Third Knight had appeared so quickly?
After all, one more would mean the mission failed outright.
That was the benefit of having read up on relativity. The possibility described above couldn't be ruled out, but judging by the first two Knights' behavior, Fu Qian was more inclined to believe