Reincarnated with the Country System

Myman Village was a quiet, picturesque settlement. Surrounded by lush green fields and rolling hills. The main source of income for the villagers was agriculture and cattle breeding. The fields were dotted with farmers tending to their crops, while herds of cattle grazed lazily in the meadows. The air was filled with the sounds of nature—birds chirping, the rustle of leaves, and the occasional lowing of cows.

The village itself was a collection of wooden houses, their roofs thatched with straw. A narrow dirt road ran through the centre of the village, connecting it to the outside world.

A woman is walking with her daughter. Her name is Emma, the most beautiful woman in the village. Emma was known not just for her striking looks but also for her kind heart and gentle demeanour. She was accompanied by her young daughter, a sprightly girl with her mother's bright eyes and infectious smile.

As she was walking, some people commented on her.

"Look at her, always so proud," muttered an old woman sitting by her doorstep, her voice laced with envy. "Thinks she's better than the rest of us just because her husband's in the navy."

A group of men repairing a fence paused to watch her pass. One of them smirked, nudging his companion. "If her husband weren't around, I'd—"

"Shut it," his friend interrupted, glancing nervously at Emma. "You know what happened to the last fool who tried to mess with her. Her husband's not someone you want to cross."

Emma ignored the whispers, her chin held high. She was used to the stares and the gossip.

She knocked on the door of the village chief's house, a slightly larger and more imposing structure than the others.

The door creaked open, revealing the village chief, a portly man with a ruddy complexion and a bushy moustache.

"Emma," the chief said, his voice tinged with surprise and a hint of something else—something that made Emma's skin crawl. "What brings you here?"

Emma forced a polite smile. "Village chief, have you received any letter from my husband?"

The chief's expression shifted, his eyes narrowing slightly. "No, why? What happened? Your husband was supposed to come two days ago, wasn't he?"

Emma's smile faltered, and she glanced down at her daughter, who was clutching her hand tightly. "That's why I came here. He hasn't returned yet. I wonder if he has been in any danger."

The village chief's mind raced as he studied Emma. She's even more beautiful up close, he thought, though he quickly pushed the thought aside. He knew better than to act on such impulses. Emma's husband was a naval officer, a man of influence and power. To cross him would be foolish. Still, the chief couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. {Why should a man like him have a woman like her?}

"Think about it," the chief said, his tone reassuring. "Your husband is a skilled sailor in the navy. There are no robbers or monsters to fear on our roads. He's probably just been delayed by work. You know how it is with the navy—always something coming up at the last minute."

There were no robbers or monsters to be feared so much in the Latvia Kingdom. Because Caspian had recruited them all into his army. Those who disobeyed his orders were killed or sent to war.

Emma nodded, though her worry didn't entirely dissipate. "You're right. But I can't help but wonder if his leave has been delayed. I thought he might have sent a letter explaining the situation."

The chief waved a hand dismissively. "Don't worry. He may have been busy with work. That is why he forgot to send the letter. I think the news will come in a few days if he can't come."

Emma forced another smile, though her heart was heavy. "I think so too." She turned to leave, her daughter trailing behind her.

As they walked away, the village chief watched them go, his thoughts a whirlwind of desire and guilt. {She's so beautiful,} he thought. {If only…} But he shook his head, dispelling the dangerous thoughts. He knew better than to act on them.

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Emma and her daughter had barely taken a few steps when they heard a commotion in the distance. The peaceful sounds of the village were suddenly drowned out by the noise of many people running and shouting. Emma's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively grabbed her daughter's hand, pulling her close.

"Mama, what's happening?" her daughter asked, her voice trembling with fear.

"I don't know, sweetheart," Emma replied, her eyes scanning the horizon. "But we need to hide."

They ducked behind a nearby haystack, peering out cautiously. What they saw made Emma's blood run cold.

Coming down the dirt road was a sight, unlike anything they had ever seen. Massive iron beasts rumbled forward, their metal bodies gleaming in the sunlight. The ground trembled slightly with their movements, and the air was filled with the sound of their engines—a deep, menacing growl that sent shivers down Emma's spine.

But it wasn't just the iron beasts that terrified her. Flying creatures, unlike any bird she had ever seen, hovered in the sky, their rotors creating powerful gusts of wind that whipped through the village. And inside these machines were people—men dressed in strange, unfamiliar uniforms.

The villagers, terrified, were running in all directions, seeking shelter wherever they could find it. Some hid in their homes, while others fled into the fields. The once-peaceful village was now a scene of chaos and fear.

These were the soldiers of the Bernard Empire. They were heading towards their next target. They had no interest in the small villages they passed through. Because if they wanted to capture all the villages, it would take them too much time. So they were only capturing the main cities. Their convoy was very long. Since there is an entire Infantry and Armored Division here.

Heavy tanks led the way, their massive treads churning up the dirt road as they moved. Behind them came trucks and jeeps, filled with soldiers armed to the teeth. Helicopters buzzed overhead.