[The Dao is beautiful, a hair is the Dao]

The atmosphere that surrounded the mystical fields had changed absolutely; Although the bonfire still burned desperately, its flame reaching considerable heights, it had changed completely.

But even with such a splendid flame, none of those present secreted sweat. Amagatzu maintained an upright build, without any change at all, Infinitum drank liquor from a vessel made of skin, while enjoying the dance of flames.

On the other hand, Federick couldn't feel anything... His special state of presence being the cause of it; He had no touch or a material body, only maintaining senses such as vision and hearing.

The young man's gaze was exchanged between the figures of the adult and the old man. After hearing Infinitum's words, he was filled with insecurity... Regarding him; since it had reminded him of a random horoscope from some newspaper without a cover.

"I see that you distrust my bearing, young man." Infinitum said suddenly, while the liquor he was drinking stained his unkempt beard.

His statement was caused due to slight mental undulations that he had felt during his leisure time.

"You remind me of a cheerful old man, but who only distributes tares, trying to deceive the most gullible." Federick answered without hesitation. His impeccable honesty, capable of shaking the experienced taoist heart of any old immortal.

Action that caused an undeniable surprise in Infinitum, who choked on the liquor he drank in a humiliating spectacle.

"Gullible fool, you...!" These were the words that the old man could formulate in his state of shock.

"I deeply regret the insolence of my words, but because of my previous belief in you... Old man." It was the speech that Federick made in a short time, which began splendidly; like the act of a heavenly youth, well schooled in rhetoric, attempting to mend fruitless flattery directed at a big shot, but ending worse than before...

Those words were the ones that finally buried the situation. Suddenly, a strange air settled over the magical grounds, oppressive and vast.

No sparks flew, no taoist rhymes shone, and no spiritual phenomenon even occurred...

But faint moans were heard; moans that quickly turned into small screams.

"Young man, you are quite funny but at the same time, ignorant... I will teach you a little common sense, beyond your poor wastelands." These were the words that the old man expressed recklessly.

And as an expression of worldwide obedience to his words, a small hair detached itself from his body and flew aimlessly. Tiny, but it was surrounded by faint lights.

"Little one, let me tell you that my domain is infinity... Rotund and undiminished, infinite." Infinitum murmured with absolute confidence.

"Everything that can happen will be executed under infinity." It was heard through the air, coming from an unknown source.

It was in that moment of epiphany that Federick managed to visualize that the lights that surrounded the previous Infinitum hair were actually written symbols with absolute spiritual power.

It was actually taoist power!

And even for ridicule, that was not the final sarcastic act, but limbs began to emerge from the hair!

And in reality, who had been an ordinary hair tiny seconds before, now had limbs, a mouth and eyes.

"I!". Was the ridiculous cry.

It was at that moment that Federick doubted whether he was in a fantasy genre book.

The only action he could resort to was to give his father a pitiful look; like a little puppy.

But incredibly, the perpetually calm and serious Amagatzu reacted to it.

Without splendid distinction, runes or taoist rhymes, he expressed a slight but infinite ray of transparent light through the space between his eyebrows.

Light that was formulated in the form of a simple, yet elegant sword. Which was located a small distance from Federick, exerting a constant aura despite not activating any force.

"Do what you consider necessary." They were the only words of Amagatzu, who watered but did not collect the fruits.

With a thought that didn't last even a second, Federick gripped the sword firmly.

Despite his inexperience and the unreal situation, his bearing was one of absolute confidence. Carrying the sword with only his right hand, while placing his left on his lower back.

His slightly hunched posture and doubtful eyes; Would anyone in the world know how to act against a tiny hair?

On the other hand, the hair was completely crazy, reckless to its roots, as it went crazy amidst war cries.

"For my freedom, I will kill you!" They were the incomprehensible babblings expressed by the tiny form.

"A little marauder... Your end is due to the comparison of your actions." The old man sentenced with complete seriousness, while maintaining a closed figure.

"As a result of my actions... Have I made you bald?!" Federick shouted, lost before the logic of the situation.

"Mhm? What are you talking about, child; my hair is shiny, not like your ancestors." Infinitum said confused at the logic of the apparent blind observer.