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.

amenities like accommodation or even feeding. All was

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

more complex than this, but the bottom line was... these two

was no kind of Social Credit in the human nation, or a Public Residence that had high class. This was a

besmirch their identity as Dragons? No, how could they cause such

would know... but

a

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

not directly attacking, so this is allowed." Kat'erin told Shai'ya, who nodded in pure

receptionist remained behind the desk,

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

filled the entire counter, making it

who was previously bright eyed and cheerful suddenly became doll-like

need to

"Umu!"

name tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts.

within her, but

the mission!' She swiftly chastised herself and placed all her attention

so she decided

know who

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

"No, I do not."

last us for a month, and also

total of 50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver Coins, and 1 Bronze, to cater for

didn't really know how currency operated, so she wasn't particularly in a place to do

quickly the receptionist responded to her with the breakdown. It was a lot more convenient for her, and it made

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

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

"I-I see…"

tell her information she did