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

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

line was... these

no kind of Social Credit in the human nation, or a Public Residence that had high class. This was a Capitalist world that they had been thrust into, and

accept their lack of currency and besmirch their identity as Dragons? No, how could they

no one would

Dragons remained a

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

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

remained behind the desk,

wave of power instantly emerged

filled the entire counter, making it into her domain

previously bright eyed and cheerful

Why was there any need to panic when we could always resort

"Umu!"

name tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts.

tinge of envy surfaced within her, but also

swiftly chastised herself

name-tag read Reta, so she decided to address her as

you know

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

"No, I do not."

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

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

so she

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

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

you've deposited within the room. They will serve

"I-I see…"

competent enough to tell her information she did know without her needing to