107 Training

Jimmy returned to the cabin, where Roland was lying on the sofa, looking somewhat forlorn.

Jimmy, "Roland, I've forgotten what you taught me before. Can you teach me again?"

Roland sat up straight and got up.

Roland, "What do you want to learn?"

Jimmy, "Gunman."

Roland, "It's no use. You can't become a gunman. Your heart was once filled with hate and revenge. The gunman's oath is to protect the Black Tower, to protect the world. Hatred will cause one to lose the ability of a gunman."

Jimmy, "I'm not who I was before. You can feel it, I no longer harbor hate or resentment."

Roland, "Come with me."

Roland loaded two guns and walked out of the cabin to a clearing in the woods.

I do not aim with my hand. I aim with my eye.

He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.

I do not shoot with my hand. I shoot with my mind.

He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.

I do not kill with my gun. I kill with my heart.