Vantacia always wears wide trousers, so the lines of his legs are barely visible, and he can only visually feel that his legs are slender, and nothing else can be seen. But at this moment, the corners of his pants rolled up, revealing a right leg, which was so beautiful that Shaida was stunned.

This is actually better than her girl's legs!

Vantacia's right leg, slender and straight, has fair skin, even smooth and elastic. The only fly in the ointment is that the muscle lines of this leg are slightly softer and less powerful.

It's no wonder, after all, his leg has been aching, and it's understandable that he can't get enough exercise.

However, the lack of strength does not mean that the leg appears weak. The shape of this leg is extremely perfect, and it is clear that it has undergone deliberate penance. Looking at this slender leg, Shaida could even vaguely feel the pain and reluctantly training it.

The man with a calm expression in front of him should be a person who is so strong-willed that it is rare.

"Teacher, bear with me, I'm here to give you medicine." Shaida reminded him.

I don't know exactly how much pain he had, but the feeling made Shaida very uneasy. She often unconsciously captures the pain of others, but not once has it been so disturbing as today.

He must be in pain, perhaps, something that others can neither understand nor describe in words.

Shaida opened the bottle containing the ointment, dug out a large piece of ointment and put it in the palm of her hand, closed her palms, carefully rubbed it open and warmed it, and then gently put her palm on Fantaxia's leg, and carefully massaged it while applying the ointment evenly.

A rich, bitter herb smell permeated, but it wasn't unpleasant.

As she approached, Shaida noticed that Gray Fantacia also had a faint fragrance on her body, which seemed to be the smell of wormwood, fresh and natural. However, as soon as the smell of the ointment was obscured, nothing could be smelled.

Gray thought it was incredible. He couldn't figure out what was going on with this scene in front of him, how could he allow this girl, who was still quite unfamiliar, to smear her most important leg with a drug that he was completely unsure of. Moreover, he didn't expect that this girl, who seemed a little ignorant, didn't bring any pain to herself when her hand touched her.

This is something that has never happened before. Gray's right leg fell off a neurological disorder. However, this disorder is extremely rare and is not manifested by dullness and loss of control of the nerve, but by a doubling of the acuity of the pain nerve. Any external force can cause pain in this leg, including force, even simple touch. For Gray, wearing slightly tighter pants can be a lot of pain, so his usual attire, the pants always look empty.

Therefore, when the palm of the hand touches the skin of the leg, it is normally painful for him. It's just that he has endured pain everywhere for many years, and he has long been unconcerned about this level of pain. But Shaida's soft hands smeared on his legs, and they didn't cause even the slightest pain!

On the contrary, there is an inexplicable relaxation and comfort in the place where her little hand has caressed.

Gray lowered his head and began to take a closer look at her. If you look down from above, you will see that the girl has long straight black hair, like black silk satin, with a faint sheen. Her eyes were big and her eyelashes were long, like a beautiful doll, but they were never a doll in the world she lived in. Perhaps, this is the taste of the mysterious Orient?

The girl didn't notice his scrutinizing gaze at all, her whole mind was focused on his legs. The girl's hands were small, with slender fingers, but their skin was rough, and they were not even a pair of pretty hands, even worse than Gray's. But these little hands, as if they were alive, could feel where his pain was happening. Her hand even used a little force during the massage, and this power did not cause pain, but a kind of unobstructed comfort.

Is it the relationship of ointment?

Is there really such a miracle drug in the world?

Higashinokuni is the least connected of the four major powers, so it seems to be forever shrouded in mystery in the hearts of people in other countries. Whether it is the country of the west where Gray was born, or the country of the north where he has lived in recent years, the country of the east has the least number of dancers.

So he lacks the most basic understanding of them.

Shaida – Gray knows her name well. His memory has been different from that of ordinary people since he was a child, and all the input information is like automatically sorted into neat data cabinets, which can be called up and used at any time when needed. In a way, Gray has the ability to remember, and his mind is not wild, but processed, and all information can be logically combined in his mind as well as freely.

So, when he first casually observed the freshman preliminary examination on campus, he remembered the girl, because her name appeared in the list of candidates in Principal Holden's hands.

However, even if he hadn't seen her before, he would naturally know all about her information now, because now that he was assigned to each of the hundred people in the three groups he was in charge of, the relevant information was already stored in his mind in an orderly manner.

Having agreed to be their mentor, it is your responsibility to get to know each of them in depth. In Gray's eyes, only in this way can it be possible to help them more in the upcoming big exam.

Now that he has been their mentor, he must do everything in his power to give them the best, which is a belief that is natural in Gray's heart. Perhaps, this was the reason why Principal Holden was trying to pull him in in every possible way, and it was also the reason why Gray himself would never want to stay and be confined here.

And the girl in front of him, in his understanding, is a special existence, and it can also be said that she is the most headache and tricky one of the hundred people he needs to be responsible for.

For a whole week, Gray Fantacia had the students work the basics from morning to night, not only because of the need to strengthen their physical fitness in advance, but also because Gray needed this time to get to know them one by one. In his opinion, there is nothing more reflective of their respective physical characteristics and strengths and weaknesses than when people break down and do basic movements, especially when they slow down to practice deliberately.

And the girl in front of her, her strengths and weaknesses are too obvious, like a milk, they don't blend with each other, and it is difficult to hide.

Her physical ability itself is not weak, and it is even said that among these hundred people, she can achieve the status of one and two. But her technical literacy is really not flattering, she simply doesn't understand anything, and every action is mixed with her own random understanding, which makes the movements contradict each other and become a mess.

How can she be seen for her great potential, and how can she cleverly cover up the mess? Gray Fantasia, who had met a student from a professional class, felt that he had never had such a headache.

Gradually, the right leg warmed up little by little with the gentle stroking of the girl's hands.