There were quite few possible choices that a simple [ Level ] 3 Peasant could do, if the City of Gloria couldn't handle it with battle—he had to choose a different course of actions. Something that wouldn't aggravate things. Han glanced down at the things that he had taken from one of the stands.
These were the tools and they were all laid down for him.
A simple wooden stick.
A white cloth.
Some plain string.
"...Craft. Do tell me that we have a craft skill right?" He murmured to himself as he began to tie some of the cloth into the stick. Well he would have to make do. Though the idea of a [ Craft ] skill would be really good, it also wouldn't do well for him to gain a new [ Class ].
At least not right now.
[ Player Feature Unlocked: Crafting! ]
