Online Game: Starting With SSS-Ranked Summons-Chapter 393: Nothing to hide.

The approaching helicopters began their landing sequences.

Arthur’s enhanced hearing picked up radio chatter—tactical communications preparing for unknown contact.

They don’t know what they’re walking into.

Arthur’s smile was sharp as winter steel as he prepared for the next phase of an increasingly complex situation.

The fish has shown itself...I would be damned if I don’t catch it.

The military aircraft touched down on the street, their rotors gradually winding down as armed figures rappelled from the cargo holds.

There were six soldiers in their enhanced tactical gear, holding the same magical weapons that Arthur had spotted in the aircraft earlier.

Their leader emerged first—a tall man with sharp features and the kind of confident swagger that spoke of someone accustomed to immediate obedience.

Military arrogance. Classic.

The man was named Jax Jordan.

The man announced to his squad. "Remember the briefing. Unknown entities have been clearing demons in this sector."

His gaze swept across the battlefield where Aetherion continued his games, taking in the scattered demon corpses and the armed awakeners easily harvesting experience points.

They are getting all the free loot.

"Look at all these injured demons," one soldier whispered, greed evident in his voice. "Just lying there, practically begging to be finished off."

Jax’s eyes gleamed with opportunity. "Exactly what I was thinking. Move in, secure the kills. These civilians have been working hard protecting this area; it’s time for the professionals to start doing their job and finishing these dangerous demons off."

Despite his obvious attempt at sounding righteous, he was nothing but a thief. Others do the work, and they take the credit and reward. They clearly wanted to steal the free experience points for themselves.

The squad advanced toward the nearest cluster of demon corpses, weapons ready to claim easy experience points. Their movements carried the entitled confidence of people who believed military rank granted automatic authority.

Unfortunately for them, they were about to learn otherwise.

"And who allowed you to take our kills?"

Arthur’s voice cut across the battlefield like a blade through fabric. The calmness in his tone made several soldiers pause mid-step.

The soldiers all turned towards the direction from which the sound was coming.

Jax turned, one eyebrow raised in obvious disdain.

His enhanced perception catalogued Arthur’s appearance. He had never seen his face before, which made Jax feel like Arthur was one of those young kids who felt powerful after getting talent.

This kid is trying to play soldier. It’s time to teach him some things about reality.

"Listen, kid," Jax’s voice carried the patronising tone of someone addressing an inferior.

"I appreciate what you’ve done here, but this is military business now."

He gestured broadly at the battlefield.

"You might be powerful, but you should let the military benefit too. We’re all Americans here, fighting for the same country."

Nationalism as justification for theft. How original.

Arthur’s laugh carried genuine amusement. "Americans? I’m Japanese."

That should piss them off nicely.

The statement hung in the air like a challenge. Arthur was clearly not Asian—his features and accent all screamed American heritage.

The obvious lie was calculated provocation.

Jax’s jaw tightened as understanding dawned. "You’re obviously not Japanese. Don’t play games with—"

"I am whatever I choose to be," Arthur interrupted casually. "And I choose not to be associated with thieves who steal others’ work."

Direct insult. Let’s see how he handles it.

Jax’s mind analysed the tactical situation with growing unease.

The dragon above continued its games, clearly part of Arthur’s group. Had it not been, it would have attacked them long before.

The armed personnel surrounding them weren’t weak—their abilities spoke of significant levelling from their recent combat.

They were outnumbered, outgunned, and definitely outclassed.

His military training warned him as he assessed his situation.

After being rejected so clearly, Jax has finally decided to use his brain, which wasn’t just for decoration.

Direct confrontation could prove disastrous if these people possessed the ability to control that dragon.

I need to do a strategic withdrawal disguised as negotiation. I can’t appear weak, but I also can’t press him like before.

"Look," Jax’s tone shifted toward diplomacy, though irritation simmered beneath the surface.

"Maybe we got off on the wrong foot," Jax said, trying to smooth things over. freewebnσvel.cøm

"There’s enough here for everyone. Why don’t we all get stronger? After all, we’re all human, and our enemy is the same. You know what they say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?"

But Jax didn’t realise who he was speaking to.

His opponent was Arthur Fate, the military’s worst nightmare.

Arthur’s expression remained cold and unreadable behind his mask."Is there enough?" he asked, voice low and calm.

He ignored Jax’s appeals about unity and shared humanity. After all, they hadn’t considered him human when they locked him away in that base. They hadn’t considered his sister human when they made her condition worsen.

The standoff stretched across the battlefield as both sides assessed their options. Jax’s squad maintained ready positions while Arthur’s people continued their demon harvesting.

Jax’s patience finally snapped.

"Fine. You want to play hardball? We’ll call for backup. Bring stronger teams here. Don’t make us resort to that. Do you know James? The S-ranker? We will bring him here."

Hopefully, he believes it. James doesn’t have time to come here, and even if he did, he wouldn’t for my help...He is waiting with the special squad for that monster...Arthur Fate to show himself.

Arthur’s posture shifted immediately, his confident demeanour replaced by apparent concern.

"Okay, okay! Calm down."

"No, I don’t want to calm down."

"Listen...Let’s talk, we both know that this would end badly, even if you bring backup. So let’s solve this in a civil manner."

This was exactly what Arthur had been waiting for. He had been irritating him for this moment. He wanted him to think that he was scared, but in a believable manner. After all, who would be scared of such a small group of soldiers? especially when they outnumbered them.

Jax’s smirk carried satisfied superiority. "Hmph. That’s more like it."

Taking the bait perfectly.

"But this is sensitive," Arthur continued, glancing meaningfully at the assembled troops. "Maybe we should discuss this privately?"

Jax raised an eyebrow. "Let’s talk here. Nothing to hide between Americans, right?"

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