chapter 299 People who behave strangely

The sea breeze smells salty and fishy, ​​which is not pleasant for a landlubber like Julius Yale. The fine golden sand makes a crunching sound as he walks on it.
Soon, they arrived at the village. The houses were small and not built in a regular pattern. There was a wooden plaque at the entrance of the village. One corner of the plaque was loose and hanging down, but the words on it could still be clearly seen.
Seaside Village...
Julius Yale glanced at the plaque, silently...