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.

country in certain aspects

more complex than this, but the bottom line was... these two had never used money to purchase anything in

that had high class. This was a Capitalist world that they had been thrust into,

lack of currency and besmirch their identity as Dragons? No, how could

no one would know... but THEY

remained a very

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

not directly attacking, so this is allowed." Kat'erin told Shai'ya, who

behind the

muttered those words, a wave of power instantly

the entire

cheerful

Humans are so simple. Why was there any need to panic when we could always resort to

"Umu!"

name tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least, the breasts were larger than

of envy surfaced within her,

She swiftly chastised herself and placed all her attention on the task

name-tag read Reta, so she decided

do you know

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

"No, I do not."

have paid the finest sum of money in gold to you. As much gold to last us for a month, and also to cater

Coins, 30 Silver Coins, and 1 Bronze, to cater for

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

the breakdown. It was a lot more convenient for her, and it made her even more pleased with

a book, and then generated two

These cards have been credited with the exact amounts that you've deposited within the room. They will serve as your passes to your room, proof of

"I-I see…"

to tell her information she did know without her needing