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

their country

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

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 a

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

one would know... but THEY

a very

anyway--and to do that, they would have

allowed."

remained behind the

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

entire

cheerful suddenly became doll-like and impressionable--just as

was there any need to panic when

"Umu!"

tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least, the breasts

tinge of envy surfaced within her, but also one

swiftly chastised herself and placed all her

so she decided to address

know who

poor receptionist, Reta,

"No, I do not."

gold to you. As much gold to last us

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

operated, so she wasn't particularly in a

breakdown. It was a lot more convenient for her, and it

to write down some things in a book,

deposited within the room. They will serve as your passes to your room, proof of identification, and purchase

"I-I see…"

the lady was competent enough to tell her