341 If We Kill Everyone From The Catering Association

"Hmm?" Mag turned toward the forge with a wary expression, and heaved a sigh of relief upon discovering that it had not been reduced to a pile of rubble. He then turned to face an animated Harrison with a perplexed look.

Harrison could see the puzzlement on Mag's face, and he hurriedly explained, "Mag, your restaurant was removed from the rankings board! All five dishes were removed with no exceptions!"

"Removed from the rankings?" Mag raised an eyebrow upon hearing that. That really was quite unexpected. Ever since the sweet and savory factions had stopped giving one another five-star ratings, Mag felt like the mission was in the bag. However, it appeared that things weren't going to be that simple.

"Uncle Gray Fatty, are you saying that someone has kicked our restaurant off the rankings board?" Amy emerged from behind Mag with displeasure etched on her little face.