"Bard! Since your strength has now reached the limit of a high-level knight, I will prepare an extraordinary bloodline potion for you, but the materials for making the transcendent bloodline potion are too rare to be able to make it in a short period of time! Do you know?" Looking at Bard with a look of hope in his eyes, Alan said with a wry smile.

Bud's face froze obviously, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said in frustration: "Yes!

Just then, the old butler Carey walked in.

"Sir!" said the butler to Bud, looking at Alan.

"Bud, you go down first!" said Allen as Bud.

"Yes!"

After Bard left, Alan looked at the butler with a serious face and said, "Steward Carey, what's the matter?

"My lord, no, it's Earl Willie of the Duchy of Side! and a few carts of congratulatory gifts! I have come to meet you, my lord! I am now waiting outside the castle!" Steward Kerry shook his head slightly.

"Oh, bring it in!" said Alan softly, Count Willy was the first earl to arrive in the Duchy of Side.

Shortly afterward, Butler Carey led the smiling Earl Willie into the hall.

"I've seen Duke Allen!" said Earl Willie as he walked to the center of the hall and saluted very respectfully.

"Haha, Count Willie, I'm not a duke yet, it's better to call me an earl!" Allen said with a smile when he heard Count Willie call him.

"Yes, I don't think about it, and I hope Earl Allen doesn't suggest!" Count Willie was full of apologies, and he didn't seem to want to pat himself on the back, it was all an accident.

However, Count Willie's words did make Alan smile, and it was considered a compliment, and Alan didn't mind.

"Thank you Count Willie for coming! Please be seated!" Seeing that Count Willie was still standing in the center, Alan said with a smile.

"Thanks, Count Allen!, but, hehe, this time I have another identity besides representing myself, that is, the envoy of the Grand Duke of Moss, the Grand Duke of Moss sent congratulations to the Earl of Allen, these are the congratulatory gifts prepared by the Grand Duke of Moss!" Count Willie bent down slightly, did not sit down, but took out a list from his cuffs, handed it to the Butler Carey on the side, and handed it to Allen.

Alan took the list, pretended to flip through it, then put it on the table, and said to Earl Willie, "Thank you to Archduke Moss on my behalf!"

"It must be there!" affirmed Earl Willie.

Then the two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

"Earl Willie is tired of traveling, Kerry butler goes to rest on behalf of Earl Willie!"

Alan and Earl Willie are not familiar with each other at all, and the gap in status and strength makes the two sides not have much to talk about, and Alan obviously feels that Earl Willie is a little restrained when talking to him.

"Yes!"

"Thank you, Count Allen!" said Count Wiley's countenance, visibly relieved.

No one bothered anymore, Alan put away the parchment map on the table and went to the study, as for the list of congratulatory gifts on the table, it was naturally forgotten by Alan, unless there was something wrong with the head of the Grand Duke of Moss, otherwise there would definitely be nothing too precious in it.

After arriving at the study, Alan pressed the secret room mechanism, followed the bluestone stairs, and slowly walked into the basement.

Then Alan sat down cross-legged on a huge stone platform, and with a light stroke of his right hand on the void beads, a large number of shapes were twisted, like wooden sticks with many thorns, but these sticks were all blue metal, and the surface exuded a metallic luster.

These are blue gold, which Eren extracted from the blue gold mines, in order to forge a blue gold scepter in preparation for himself to become the Grand Duke.

The Grand Duke is different from the king, when the Grand Duke ascends the throne, he only needs to prepare a scepter as a symbol of power, while the king needs a crown, and there are two kinds of scepters, and there is a difference between the two.

These are all failures piled up, and what Alan wants is a blue-gold dragon-shaped scepter, and there must be a soaring blue-gold wyvern on the top of the scepter, and the dragon's shape is naturally based on Bahamut as a template.

It's a pity that the dragon pattern is good to cast, but the statue flying dragon on it is a little difficult, every time it is either fat here, or narrow there, and the scale is difficult to grasp.

To tell the truth, Alan originally wanted to use red gold as a material, but unfortunately the elemental metal is extremely precious, if it weren't for the accidental acquisition of some blue gold ore on Helan Island, there would be no blue gold now.

However, even if Eren finally forged the scepter perfectly, it was actually just a spectacle, not a transcendent weapon like the other Duchy Scepters, due to the fact that no runes were added to the casting process.

Alan didn't care, he cast it out just to support the scene, not really to use it against the enemy, he already had the Red Dragon Spear, so there was no shortage of things to fight the enemy.

Thinking about it, Eren once again raised the raging flames, wound the pile of blue and gold scepters, and rolled them in the air to burn, and the orange flames flashed in the air, burning the blue gold in a blue and red color.

Gradually, the blue-gold scepter began to melt, dripping drops of blue molten metal, each of which shimmered with a dazzling blue light that was not as bright as the flames, and in the process of falling, these blue metal droplets were rolled up by the flames and suspended in the air, forming a ball of blue liquid.

As the blue-gold scepter melted more, the blue liquid ball grew in size, and by the time the scepter melted clean, the flame-encased blue liquid ball became larger than a basketball.

With a wave of his right hand, under the traction of wisps of flames, a trace of molten metal was slowly withdrawn, forming a blue liquid ball larger than a fist outside the large blue liquid ball, and then this blue liquid ball began to change shape under the pressure of the external flames, stretching and converging, forming a prototype of a flying dragon scepter with a vague torso.

A crimson carving knife made of flames flew in, Alan held it in his hand, and with a move of his right hand, the rudimentary scepter came to the front, Alan began to carve it carefully, this step is very critical, Alan must not make a wrong step, otherwise after the blue molten metal solidifies, once something goes wrong, it can't be changed.

Alan stared intently at the scepter grip in front of him, carefully carving the pattern on the grip, the cylindrical grip half a meter long, and at least three beautiful and different dragon patterns need to be carved on it, and the entire grip is full of patterns.

It didn't take long for Alan to complete this step, and then came the most important, critical, and error-prone step, carving the statue of the dragon above the scepter.

Alan meditated in his heart about Bahamut's flying posture, carefully carved from his feet to his head.