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.

like accommodation or even

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

but the bottom line was... these two

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

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

would

a very

second choice would be to seize the place anyway--and to

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

behind the desk, smiling

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

filled the entire counter, making it into

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

was there any need to panic when we could always resort

"Umu!"

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

within her, but also one

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

read Reta, so she decided to address her

do you know

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

"No, I do not."

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

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

Kat'erin didn't really know how currency operated, so she wasn't particularly in

responded to her with the breakdown. It was a lot more convenient

write down some things in a book, and then generated

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

"I-I see…"

that the lady was competent enough to tell her information she did know without her