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

in return, the Dragons had to serve their country in certain aspects of the economy--a major

and politics was more complex than this, but the bottom line was...

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

and besmirch their identity as Dragons?

no one would

remained a

be to seize the place anyway--and

not directly attacking, so this is allowed."

remained behind the desk, smiling at

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

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

eyed and cheerful suddenly became doll-like and impressionable--just as Kat'erin

need to panic when we could always resort

"Umu!"

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

within

chastised herself and placed all her attention on the

read Reta, so she

you know who

of the poor receptionist,

"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 kinds of additional

50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver Coins, and 1 Bronze, to cater

operated, so

was a lot

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

amounts that you've deposited within the room. They will

"I-I see…"

competent enough to tell