Directing her eyes at the hand on her wrist, Joanna could only sigh.
There was no way he would let go of her hand even if she protested, as they would likely end up arguing, while he would reason that she might run away again as she was now out of the deep forest and Barasca knights were with her.
Wasting no more time, as they should quickly return to the orphanage to attend to two sick people now, she made her way toward the purple flower-headed herb that she had failed to obtain before, hand in hand with the General, who still wore a wide smile on his lips.
When the herb was within her reach, Joanna, whose left hand was not free as it was still in the hold of the General, who was not willing to play hide and seek with her, tried to pick the herb with her only one free hand. However, it was not easy, as she had to be careful due to the stiff and sharp spines on the surface of the herbs.
