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

course, in return, the Dragons had to serve their country in certain

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

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

Dragons? No, how could they

no one would

Dragons remained a very

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

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

remained behind the

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

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

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

any need to panic when we

"Umu!"

name tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous

tinge of envy surfaced within her,

Focus on the mission!' She swiftly chastised herself

name-tag read Reta, so she decided to address her

you know

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

"No, I do not."

are esteemed guests who have paid the 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

submitted a total of 50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver Coins,

so she wasn't particularly in a place

was a lot more

down some things in a

you've deposited within the room. They will serve as your

"I-I see…"

the lady was competent enough to tell her information she did