Duroken asked puzzled, "Why do you want this? Can't you already perceive Origin Power?"
Negris rolled his eyes, "You can walk, but don't you want to ride a carriage?"
Duroken shook his head, "No, I want to be a Dragon Knight and ride a dragon."
Negris puffed out shimmering Silver Light Dragon Breath from his mouth, glaring at him fiercely.
Duroken quickly pulled out his pair of glasses, tied the legs with an elastic string, and handed them to Negris in a flattering manner.
"Hmph." Negris accepted the glasses proudly and began examining them.
The second-generation pinhole imaging glasses had completely transformed compared to the first generation. The first generation was merely circular frames with a hole punched in the middle, which could hardly be called glasses.
Now, these glasses boasted an exquisitely crafted frame, intricate patterns, and luxurious adornments, exuding an aura of unaffordability at first glance.
