Lonika was the witch he had saved from a group of villagers. At first, Lonika had only possessed a few unusual powers. But after he used the knowledge he'd learned from the Purple-Robed Immortal to train her, Lonika had become capable of making all kinds of potions.
Wonderful! Simply wonderful!
Hahaha!!!
That night, Geralt entered his dream again. The four Immortals took turns imparting their supreme knowledge to him. He wasn't sure why, but he felt a faint unease in his heart, as if he'd forgotten something.
So he voiced his doubts to the Bluebird Immortal.
"That's a perfectly normal psychological response. You're about to do something big, and it's your first time, so of course you feel uneasy and keep thinking you've forgotten something. Geralt, don't be afraid. Don't panic. Remember, you're not like the people of this world. You're a man with a cheat!"
The Bluebird Immortal gazed at him with immeasurable wisdom and offered comfort.
"Thank you for clearing that up, Immortal. I understand now!"
After hearing the Bluebird Immortal's words, Geralt's face lit up with sudden realization. Oh, so that was it!
That was right. This really was the first time he'd done something like this. He'd never imagined that one day he would lead a group of people in resisting the nobles and launching a rebellion. Though he had received guidance from the four Immortals, perhaps he still felt worried and afraid.
That was why he felt uneasy, as if he'd forgotten something.
That had to be it!
As expected of an Immortal. He'd pinpointed Geralt's problem with ease, and the unease in his heart gradually faded.
The Immortal had enlightened him!
The next day.
Under his guidance, the villagers began training.
"This weapon is amazing! Big Brother Geralt, you're incredible! You actually managed to