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.

public amenities like accommodation or even feeding. All

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

line was... these two had never used money

kind of Social Credit in the human nation, or a Public Residence that had high class. This was a Capitalist world that they had been thrust into, and now they were faced with

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

would know... but THEY

Dragons remained a

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

this is allowed." Kat'erin told

behind the

moment Kat'erin muttered those words, a wave of power instantly emerged from her lips and

entire counter,

receptionist, who was previously bright eyed and cheerful suddenly became doll-like and impressionable--just

are so simple. Why was there any need to panic

"Umu!"

pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts. At

tinge of envy surfaced within her,

Focus on the mission!' She swiftly chastised herself and placed all her attention on the task at

so she decided

you know

the poor

"No, I do not."

finest sum of money in gold to you. As much gold to last us for a month, and also to cater for our feeding expenses as well as other

30 Silver

really know how currency operated, so she wasn't particularly in

how quickly the receptionist responded to her with the breakdown. It was a lot more convenient for her, and it made her even more

down some things in a book,

deposited within the room.

"I-I see…"

that the lady was competent enough to tell her information she did know without her