Sure, here's the translation:
The Sea of Mist within the Great Rift began to boil, an unsettling power surged in waves, brushing past everyone's skin, bringing with it a sharp sting.
"Looks like the final battle has begun."
Red Dog squinted, gazing into the depths of the Sea of Mist, then slowly turned his head to look at Lebius beside him.
"Relax, Lebius, we're allies for now, don't show that look like you want to slaughter me... You don't want to disobey orders, right."
Red Dog danced recklessly on Lebius's nerves, piercing his consciousness.
Whistling, he said, "That's a fine piece of armor, is this prepared for me?"
Red Dog scrutinized the Iron Armor worn by Lebius; clearly, it was Alchemy Armor, enhancing Lebius's power all around, even smoothing out his physical flaws.
Lebius maintained his usual silence, his gaze deeply sweeping over Red Dog and other King's Secret Swords.
