An Extra’s POV

Dragons are a very prideful race.

Their finesse is immaculate, and their standards are extreme. It is practically impossible to impress a Dragon, who has experienced far better from their Empire.

And, even if such an impression is made, it is extremely difficult for them to express it.

But, to every rule there is an exception.

That exception happened in the case of Kat'erin and Shai'ya.

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"How may I be of service to you?"

The lady's beautiful smile; particularly her exotic-looking hair and captivating face, caused both girls to tremble slightly. Still, being the more sensible of the two, Kat'erin swiftly regained her composure and spoke up.

"We'd like to lodge in your most exquisite suite." There was no politeness in the way she spoke, as she was speaking to a mere human.

Her eyes were cold, her head was raised high, and her tone was imposing.

This was a command.

"I see. Well, it costs a Gold Coin per night." The ebony lady said, with her smile still plastered on her face. "That excludes food services and other extra services you may require."

"Gold Coin... huh?"

It was at this point that Kat'erin stared at Shai'ya and realized something quite fundamental.

'We don't have money!'

The Dragon Empire was, and had always been a Socialist State for as long as they could remember; where all economic planning was governed by the higher ups in the position of governmental power.

pay to get certain public amenities like accommodation or even feeding. All was provided for

in return, the Dragons had to serve their country in certain aspects of the economy--a major aspect

was... these two had never used money to

or a Public Residence that had high class. This was a Capitalist world that

and besmirch their identity as Dragons? No, how could they cause such a big stain on

would know... but THEY

remained a

be to seize the place anyway--and to do that, they would have to use their

so this is allowed." Kat'erin told Shai'ya, who nodded in pure

remained behind the

Kat'erin muttered those words, a wave of power instantly

flow of sound filled the entire counter, making it into her domain

previously bright eyed and cheerful suddenly became

so simple. Why was there any need to panic when we could

"Umu!"

to the receptionist, noticing the name tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least, the

tinge of envy surfaced within her, but also

mission!' She swiftly chastised

Reta, so she decided

do you know who we

reflected in the gem-like eyes of the poor receptionist, Reta,

"No, I do not."

As much gold to last us for a month, and also to cater for our

submitted a total of 50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver Coins, and 1 Bronze, to cater for all your

how currency operated, so she wasn't particularly in a place

how quickly the receptionist responded to her with the breakdown. It was a lot more convenient for

a book, and then generated two cards

ready. These cards have been credited with the exact amounts that you've deposited within the room. They will serve

"I-I see…"

tell her information she did know without her needing to