The Thunderbolt That Brings Down the Gods!

Tifa brushed her slightly disheveled hair back and then smiled and reached out to Thunder.

So high! Lei Ting's face darkened. He snatched the bill and examined it carefully, but couldn't find the slightest flaw, because all the materials listed were of the highest quality.

Moreover, during the time this woman was stalling for time, she drank more than ten cups of wine.

No wonder they served wine right after we entered! We'd clearly been tricked! Thunder gripped his Gunblade tightly with his right hand, patted his pocket, and found himself in a difficult situation.

Most of her spending goes towards supporting her sister Sera's life. Recently, things haven't gone smoothly, her salary has plummeted, and coupled with her lack of financial acumen, she's now struggling to make ends meet.

A single drinking session costing 50,000 yen—she might not be able to scrape together such an extravagant expense this month.

"Cough cough!"

The two Interpol Officer in the corner flashed half of their badges, their expressions somewhat amused, clearly intending to continue watching the show.

Lei Ting couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He took out his phone and dialed the number of his underling who didn't spend much money, but all he got was a dead tone.

"This is my treat to reward you and the Imperial Army for your hard work in maintaining order. I hope you will continue to support our business in the future..."

Tifa noticed Thunder's predicament, smiled gently, and offered words of goodwill.

Unexpectedly, the stubborn Lei Ting snatched the bill, his face cold, and turned to shove it into the hands of someone behind him.

"You! Pay for it for me! I'll pay you back later!"

At this moment, all eyes on the field focused on that short figure, and a sense of eeriness, amazement, astonishment, and gloom swept over him.

"Uh, beautiful big sister, you're so pretty, you definitely wouldn't lie to me, I believe you! Remember to pay me back!"

Kevin broke out in a cold sweat and immediately pulled out six bills from his wallet, which was stuffed with tens of thousands of dollars, and obediently handed them to Tifa.

He looked just like a primary school student being robbed by a female bully.

Thunder picked up his Gunblade, and walked out the door without looking back, naturally not mentioning Kevin's identity at all.

Given her personal relationship with Koko, lending her some money was just a favor. At worst, she wouldn't pursue Kevin's betrayal and the Holy Grail he had seized, and she would also block some information about that little rascal.

It's better to return it to their family than to owe these dangerous individuals a favor.

Moreover, they were a group of people who had taken advantage of her!

"Good taste!"

As she passed the table on the left, Officer Jill secretly gave a thumbs-up, her lips moving slightly in a teasing tone.

"I'm just an innocent bystander, can't you see?"

Kevin rolled his eyes in response and began mouthing his defense.

"How did you get involved with Schrodinger Company?"

Raiden Mei's Scrutinizing Gaze pierced through, and the Oak Sword revealed a half-inch of its sharpness.

"Bullying! It's clearly a dark side of society, what can a child like me do!"

Kevin continued to use the child's pretense to protest, suggesting that his relationship with the Thunder was best kept secret.

Because once Schrodinger Company learns that he is the ultimate victor who fought seven opponents in the Holy Grail War, they will definitely take countermeasures.

If intelligence errors can reduce the difficulty of the mission, why foolishly alert the other side?

"Didn't scare you, did I, Kevin...?"

Tifa stepped out from behind the counter, smiled apologetically, and gently stroked Kevin's head. She took all the coincidences as Thunder's displaced anger, and almost inadvertently called out the other name she had given Kevin, "Vell."

From the night she took Kevin home and they were attacked by Thunder, she had developed a mistaken belief about the boy's identity and regretted exposing Kevin to Thunder.

Furthermore, the familial connotations attached to the name "Vell" reinforced this concept, leading Tifa to regard Kevin as a younger brother she needed to protect.

"It's alright, Sister Tifa. No matter what happens, Will will protect you, just like before..."

Faced with that healing smile, Kevin even felt a little ashamed and couldn't help but bury himself in Tifa's arms, whispering in the ear of this big sister next door.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of a glass shattering reached everyone's ears. Raiden Mei, blushing, hurriedly grabbed a tissue to wipe up the spilled cocktail juice on the table.

"Sorry, it was an accident..."

"I'll make it up to you, Tifa- senpai..."

As she spoke, Raiden Mei glared fiercely at the lecherous man who was taking advantage of Tifa in Tifa arms. A surge of inexplicable anger welled up inside her, making her want to draw her sword and chop off his dog's head on the spot.

"It's alright. There are some quality issues with this batch of cups. Why don't you move the table? Let these children clean up the rest; they're very well-behaved."

Tifa patted the little girls on the head, and with some encouragement, she aroused their desire to perform. They then diligently transformed into little bees, wiping the tabletop as if it were a mirror.

After handing over the front desk duties to the group of little girls, Kevin naturally followed his Sister Tifa to the underground training ground to catch up on his recently missed boxing lessons.

Watching the two figures, one large and one small, gradually disappear into the corridor, Raiden Mei impulsively stood up, summoned the four little ones under her, and revealed a gentle smile.

"Martial arts skills only come from real combat! Let's find that sparring partner inside later and help him improve his combat experience!"

Under the terrifyingly low pressure, the girls all nodded.

Well, smiles can be as gentle as the wind, and there are many kinds. For example, this one is like a northwest wind that can blow people to their bones.

Chapter 491, Section 518: Slaying the Thunder of the Gods! (Bonus Chapter)

On the Midgar Street, Thunder, emerging from a bar, felt the cold wind clear his head and casually waved his hand, signaling all the lurking Imperial Army to retreat.

"Captain, there's Cursed Children inside..."

The four elite soldiers in black armor standing at the bar entrance hesitated.

"I've checked. Their identification documents are correct. They are all orphans left behind during the Gastrea Invasion and are citizens protected by law."

Lei Ting's tone was cold and hard, and he glanced at the person who had spoken with displeasure.

"But we clearly saw those children behind the monolith; that's property the Schrodinger Company is trying to reclaim..."

"It must be the Tendou Civil Security Company and this bar that used some shady methods!"

The outermost black-armored elite soldier's expression hardened, filled with an inexplicable fanaticism towards Schrodinger Company.

"Facts are facts! We're on Midgar Street, and we only have temporary policing jurisdiction granted by the government. We haven't reached the point of ignoring the law, understand?"

"Furthermore, Seventh Heaven Bar is a legitimate business that proactively provides employment opportunities and resettles displaced people, and later promises to sponsor their education."

"What right do you have to slander others? Do you know what kind of lives tens of thousands of unemployed people waiting for resettlement are living?"

Thunder's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression showing some disgust.

"They are red-eyed demons, I'm sure I'm not mistaken! If we let these sources of infection spread, even more people will die!"

The elite black-armored soldiers seemed to have something to rely on, their tone resolute.

"Maybe you're blind!"

Thunder snorted coldly without any politeness, and that straightforward and brutal personal attack immediately made the black-armored elite's face turn bright red.

"Captain Eclair Fallon! Bringing back the Cursed Children is an order from above! If we fail, everyone will be punished! This is an order personally issued by Lord Sephiroth!"

The elite black-armored soldiers were somewhat exasperated.

However, as the wind and thunder rumbled, the aura of death enveloped him, and the icy chill that pierced his soul caused this blustering but cowardly fellow to fall to the ground in terror.

Odin! Go back!

With a thunderous shout, the metal summoned creature, its hands gripping the giant blade and leaning down to slash, slowly rose and hovered behind its host, its murderous aura sweeping across the surroundings.

"Now, this place is under my jurisdiction! So, you have to do as I say!"

"If you're not convinced, anyone can challenge me personally! Including Sephiroth!"

"The rules of the Imperial Army are that the strong are respected! Until those brats surpass me, I'm still the one who calls the shots in the Imperial Army!"

"Also, next time you offend your boss, I won't be so quick to call a halt! Retreat!"

Thunder's sharp, piercing facial features made even the elite soldiers who had long served alongside Sephiroth on missions overseas dare not look him in the eye.

They suddenly remembered that this was the chief of the Imperial Army! Known as "Thunder," capable of shooting down gods!

Immediately, hundreds of the Imperial Army soldiers who had been watching this scene dispersed like a tide.

At that moment, a figure riding a black motorcycle hurriedly stopped in front of Lei Ting, holding a mobile phone, and asked a stammering question.

"Captain, you... you were looking for me?"

Thunder gave Cloud, who had deserted his post, a cold glance and bluntly issued his order.

"Get back there! Double the training tonight!"

"No, triple it!"

The Valkyrie glanced back at the Seventh Heaven Bar behind her, her expression growing even more somber.

"Yes... yes!"

Seeing his captain mount the silver-white warhorse that the metal lifeform automatically transformed into and ride away, Cloud couldn't help but start his own mount, "Fenrir Wolf," and obediently headed towards the Imperial Army's training camp.

However, before getting into the car, the somewhat shy blond man subconsciously touched his cheek, which still had the warmth of the lip print, and a hint of smugness inadvertently showed from the corner of his mouth.

Meanwhile, inside the Seventh Heaven Bar, Barret, the leader of the Avalanche Organization, looked at the flowers covered in dew and a speck of mud with a mixture of pity and reproach.

"Two red roses, twelve black roses..."

"According to the agreed-upon code, it means that Schrodinger Company has dispatched two teams of the Imperial Army, including 12 high-ranking Shinra Special Forces!"

"That girl Aerith can't even protect herself, yet she's thinking about sending us messages. Honestly, she's a real worry for me!"

"If you piss me off, I'll drag those Schrodinger Company bastards down with me, every single one of them!"

Tifa knocked on the door, then placed some somewhat sickly flowers into a glass vase, put it on the balcony, and chuckled to reassure her boss.

"Fortunately, this Thunder of the Imperial Army lives up to his name; he's straightforward and won't resort to underhanded tactics without absolute evidence."

Unfortunately, she doesn't seem interested in accepting our offer...

"Otherwise, I really want to sit down and talk to her. Someone like her is better as a friend than an enemy."

Barret glanced at the rotary machine gun embedded in his right arm and snorted angrily.

"Forget it, none of the Shinra people are good! This is a lesson we all learned with blood!"

"This test proves that Schrodinger Company has become suspicious of us. We need to be more careful in our future actions."

Tifa shook her head slightly, her expression somewhat relaxed.

"I don't think so. The Imperial Army came here only to capture these Cursed Children. As for Sno, I'm afraid only Thunder knows the truth."

"Otherwise, once word gets out, she should be imprisoned by Schrodinger Company and replaced by Sephiroth to investigate us."

Yuffie, who was spinning the cross ring, couldn't help but interrupt with a question.

"What about those children? They've already attracted attention; should we send them away?"

Vincent, wearing a red cloak, appeared out of nowhere, his voice somewhat deep.

"On the contrary, with these children around, our suspicion will be greatly reduced, making it easier to carry out our actions and quickly dismantle the Schrodinger Company's atrocities..."

"Besides, we don't trust any of the shops on Midgar Street, except here..."

At this moment, Tifa opened the window to ventilate the flowers. Looking at the beautiful yet fragile things in front of her, she felt a little down and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Moreover, in a sense, this is also a sin we have committed..."

"We must atone for our sins and ensure the safety of our children!"

As everyone recalled the beginning and end of the Gastrea Virus outbreak in Seven Star Village, they fell silent and nodded solemnly.

"Hey Tifa, where's your cute little brother? When can I borrow him to play with? He looks really rich!"

Seeing the somewhat dull atmosphere, Yuffie immediately displayed her lively personality, changing the subject by asking questions out of curiosity, and her conversation inevitably revolved around money.

When Kevin was mentioned, Tifa couldn't help but smile faintly.

"Today's lesson is finished. He's learning very quickly, but he lacks practical experience..."

"So, I'm sparring with Mei and her group of kids right now..."

Hmm, these kids have such a good relationship... Tifa smiled knowingly as she recalled Raiden Mei's eager eyes as she volunteered for help with her special training.