The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey (Thora and Darius) novel Chapter 446

Blue Star Military Academy, Conference Hall.

Valen stood at the front and spoke, while rows of cadets in black-blue uniforms sat below him.

They were essentially the academy's top 10 in overall strength, along with the leading elites from the Command Institute.

Valen took out several stacks of banknotes and had soldiers hand them out. "Take a look. Tell me what's special about the bills you're holding."

His voice carried authority, clearly shaped by years of training students. The moment he spoke, authority came with it.

Thora picked up the bill and immediately recognized it as the common currency used throughout Chaules. Each empire minted its own money, but this one circulated freely across all pack territories.

She rubbed the bill between her fingers again and again. On the surface, nothing seemed wrong.

The other cadets looked just as confused.

That reaction was exactly what Valen expected. The fake bills were made with terrifying precision—more realistic than the real thing. Even standard detection machines couldn't spot them, let alone human eyes.

Thora pressed harder with her fingers, and slowly, she felt something wasn't right.

It was fake.

Even though it looked exactly like genuine currency—almost perfect—the process used to print official money was fundamentally different. It was a hidden difference, impossible to see. A copy could never fully match the original.

"These are counterfeit," Roxen said first, holding a bill between two fingers and giving it a light shake.

Once he spoke, other cadets also began to notice the issue. Their expressions turned serious.

Valen looked satisfied. That was the standard he expected from Blue Star Military Academy's elites.

"That's right. Every bill you received is fake. And this is what your current mission assessment is about."

He raised his hand and activated the console. A 3D projection appeared in midair. "All live-combat missions at the academy are based either on requests from Lycan Kings or real-world situations."

Since most students were werewolves, the missions naturally focused on matters within Chaules.

"Yes, sir!" the cadets shouted together, voices sharp and full of energy.

Valen seemed to remember something else. "When you get back, you'll face the academy's freshman entrance exams. Consider this a little 'welcome gift' for the new students. Let's see how well you perform."

He smiled and waved them off.

"Attention!" a soldier shouted.

Whoosh!

All the cadets stood up in perfect sync. Even the sound of fabric moving was identical. They raised their hands in a crisp salute.

Valen returned the salute and said, "Dismissed!"

Only then did the cadets lower their arms and leave in neat order.

Just then, Valen said, "Thora, stay behind."