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.

to get certain public amenities like accommodation

to serve their country in certain aspects of the economy--a major aspect

economy and politics was more complex than this, but the bottom line was... these two had

Residence that had high class. This was

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

no one would know... but

a very prideful

seize the place anyway--and to

directly attacking, so this is allowed." Kat'erin told Shai'ya, who nodded

the

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

of sound filled the entire counter, making

eyed and cheerful suddenly became

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

"Umu!"

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

tinge of envy surfaced within her, but

the mission!' She swiftly chastised

she

do you know who we

the poor receptionist, Reta, who slowly

"No, I do not."

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

You have submitted a total of 50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver Coins, and

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

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

began to write down some things in a book, and then generated two

amounts that you've deposited within

"I-I see…"

to tell her information