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 or even feeding. All was provided

their country in certain aspects of

politics was more complex than this, but the bottom line was... these two had never used

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

accept their lack of currency and besmirch their identity as Dragons? No, how could they cause such a big stain

would know... but

a

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

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

remained behind the desk,

a wave of power instantly emerged from her lips and spread to

the entire counter, making it into her

cheerful suddenly

are so simple. Why was there any need to panic when

"Umu!"

slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least, the breasts were

tinge of envy surfaced within her, but

thinking, Kat! Focus on the mission!' She swiftly chastised herself and placed

so she decided to address her

know who we

the poor receptionist, Reta, who

"No, I do not."

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

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

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

It was a lot more convenient for her, and it

down some things in a book, and then generated two cards for

credited with the exact amounts that you've deposited within the room. They will serve as your passes to your room, proof of identification, and

"I-I see…"

that the lady was competent enough to tell her information she did know