A Fairy Tale - A Riddle

Once upon a time, there lived a king. He owned a vast field. The field was plowed and sown for the king, and he appointed twelve guards to watch over it. One guard stood in the middle of the field, while the other eleven spent the entire day trying to reach him from the edges—but they never could. In the spring, when a bountiful harvest grew, a bull approached the field and began to eat the grain. In an instant, it devoured the entire harvest, but as soon as it finished eating, it collapsed and died. The dead bull's body lay on the king's field, while its legs, tail, and head ended up on a neighboring field.

The sun rose, and a crow flew in, dug its claws into the bull, and carried it off to its nest. Suddenly, the crow noticed a shepherd tending his flock of sheep. The crow liked the spot, perched on the horn of one of the sheep, made itself comfortable, and began to feast on the bull. It ate and ate until it had devoured everything, leaving only the bull's side behind before flying away.

The bull's side lay on the ground for a long time. One day, the wind blew, lifted the side, and it flew straight into the shepherd's eye. The shepherd had three sons-in-law: the king of birds, the king of beasts, and the king of the seas. The shepherd went to the king of birds and said:
"I don't know what got into my eye. Could you help me get it out?"

The king of birds sent all his birds into the shepherd's eye to search for what was bothering him. The birds searched and searched for two weeks but found nothing and flew away. The shepherd then went to the king of beasts.
"Something's stuck in my eye. Can you help?"

The king of beasts sent all his subjects into the shepherd's eye to find what was troubling him. The animals searched and searched for two weeks but found nothing and scattered.

The shepherd grew sad and went to the king of the seas. The king of the seas opened all the seas and rivers and sent their waters into the shepherd's eye. The waters flowed and flowed for two weeks until finally, they washed the bull's side out of the shepherd's eye. The shepherd rested, thanked the king, and left.

Meanwhile, the bull's side lay on the seashore. Merchants passing by took a liking to it and built an entire city on it, where they began to live and prosper.

But trouble arose—there was still a bit of meat left on the bone. A fox came along and started tugging at it. Every time it tugged, the side would sway, and the merchants' houses would collapse.

The merchants grew worried and began searching for someone who could save them from this disaster. A three-day-old child came to them and said:
"Give me three bullets, and I'll rid you of this trouble."

The merchants were delighted and gave him three bullets. The child shot the fox and killed it. They skinned the fox and asked the child:
"What shall we give you for saving us?"
"Give me half of the fox's pelt," he said, "and keep the other half for yourselves." They gave him half, and the other half clothed the entire merchant city. The boy took his half, sewed himself a garment, but there wasn't enough for sleeves or hems.

Who is greater: the bull, the crow, the sheep, the shepherd, the bone, the fox, or the child?
"The child," they will say.

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A Fairy Tale - A Riddle

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