Out of the tunnel walked Erwin and Grotius.
As the two of them made their entrance, everyone sitting in the spectator stands erupted in cheers.
Narcissa gripped Lucius's hand tightly. "It's him, it's him! That hair color is just like his father's, and that eye color! Just like his mother's, pupils almost like an elf's! There's no mistake, it's him, I've really seen him! Poor child, how much hardship must he have endured to have such poise today!"
Chapter 179