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.

get certain public amenities like accommodation or even feeding. All was provided for

in return, the Dragons had to serve their country in certain aspects of the

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

nation, or a Public Residence that had high class. This was a Capitalist world that they had been thrust into, and now they were

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

one would

Dragons remained a

would be to seize the place anyway--and to do

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

the desk, smiling

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

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

cheerful suddenly

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

"Umu!"

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

tinge of envy surfaced within her, but

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

name-tag read Reta, so she

do you know

of the poor receptionist,

"No, I do not."

have paid the finest sum of money in gold to you. As much gold to last us

30 Silver Coins, and 1 Bronze, to cater for

currency operated, so

a lot more convenient for her, and it made her even more pleased with

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

cards have been credited with the exact amounts that you've deposited within the room. They will serve as

"I-I see…"

to tell her information she did know without her needing