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

serve their country in certain aspects of the economy--a major aspect being

bottom line was... these two had never used money to purchase anything in their entire

or a Public Residence that had high class. This was a Capitalist

identity as Dragons? No, how could they cause such a big stain on

no one would

Dragons remained a very prideful

place anyway--and to do that, they

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

remained behind the desk, smiling

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

the entire counter, making it into her

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

there any need

"Umu!"

drew closer to the receptionist, noticing the name tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least, the breasts were larger than Kat'erin's and

envy surfaced within

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

so she decided to address

do you know

poor receptionist, Reta, who slowly shook her head

"No, I do not."

you. As much gold to last us for a month, and also to

of 50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver

how currency operated, so she wasn't particularly in a

It was a lot more convenient for her, and it made

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

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

"I-I see…"

appreciated that the lady was competent enough to tell