At the moment the gigantic tentacle lunged towards Herbert, the Ice and Snow Goddess was indeed taken aback.
But she was only slightly shocked and had no intention of intervening — because it wasn't necessary.
She was not worried about the boy's safety.
It wasn't because she was a cold, indifferent being towards curious mortals; in fact, she was soft-hearted and often guided lost travelers in the snowy plains to prevent them from freezing to death.
It was due to her trust in Herbert's capabilities.
After all, no matter how one thought about it, Herbert was someone qualified to be favored by a Saint.
He surely has aces up his sleeve.
And the subsequent developments unfolded exactly as she had anticipated.
In the moment he sensed the tentacle attack, the boy, standing in the water with eyes closed in meditation, reacted.
He suddenly opened his eyes, winked at the massive purple tentacle, and smiled slyly: "I've been waiting for you!"
