Chapitre 417: The Stuff Of Legends

"You bastard! You gave my name to a Ranker that was out to kill you!" Randolph hollered as soon as he saw Lux come inside his Smithy.

The Half-Elf had no choice but to apologize to the raging Dwarf who already raised his Adamantium Hammer, which he used to forge weapons and armor, and was about to smack his shameless Disciple silly with it.

"Sorry, Master," Lux said with an apologetic look. "I was facing off against a Ranker. How could I possibly use my name? What if he looked for me just to kill me?"

"You damned brat! If that's the case, then why did you give him my name? Did you even think about the fact that the Ranker could search for my name and come to kill me?"

"Relax, Master. I already have everything figured out. Even if he found you, how can a Ranker mistake you for a chubby Human? My Master is so handsome and so awesome that a Ranker would even apologize to you for mistaken identity."